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When I was eighteen years old, I met the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He was about 6’2, caramel colored skin, in his early twenties and, a body to die for, that man was hot. It was summer so he always wore a short sleeve shirt tight enough to show off his bulging pecks. I used to see him stepping out of his Royal Blue, 66 Buick Skylark around the same time every...
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A Walk (A Story)
Anne walked along the edge of the cliffs gazing at the sea, the waves crashing and foaming against the rocks. She walked here often to think. It was peaceful being here in the dark of night, with only the full moon and stars to light her way.
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Inspire Me
Inspire me. Pull me apart and rewire me. Retrain my thoughts, Refrain my heart, and instill greatness so others will follow me, Retract my actions and pronounce them sanctioned, Open my body, and pour into my soul the pieces that’s missing to make m...
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Strange way to love
There isn't much time I can see,
lately my mind has been clouded,
why can't he just let me be,
can't he see that I'm wounded.
I saw the stranger in his eyes,
felt the lies in his fist,
but as his temper flies,
he claims hi...
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Composition of the Mentally Impaired
You listen to my mind scream
You watch me as my heart bleeds
As I die inside, all you do is stare
Because your presence is obsolete, your not really there
You live so I can breathe
And maintain my physical needs
But my mind is...
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