

everlasting impressionDistintive yet unnoticed, indifferent but so bold. Represents that so meaningfull,everlasting impression
yet dismised as that so fickle. Crafted with such passionate love, such thought, such hope. Created to effortless perfection, as was its creator. Marks affection in continuos, thoughtful direction, forever leaving a lasting impression on my soul, as clear as a symbol of love.
A heart embedded in a simple love letter, signed like a declaration as i run my finger over your everlasting impression.


losing faceShe breathes in and out, heavier, quicker. Her words rushed in fear, she loses concentration, her surroundings become unreal. She can't shake it. She had a purpose, what was she doing? She forgot. Didn't care,losing face
just knew she didn't want to be there. She imagined the worst. Fear brewed inside. She breaths in and out,
heavier, quicker. Until. Snap. She composed herself, in a controlling grace. she couldn't lose face.


Sweet seductionWraped, delicatly. Opened, slowly. Sitting, temptingly. Waiting, teasingly. Touched, softly. Licked, lustfully. Devoured, eagerly. Melted, willingly. Enjoyed, emensly. Wanting, endlessly!Sweet seduction


Sharp loveSharp,Sharp love
shiny, exquiste silver exterior, on the outside it's nothing superior. With the flick of hand, it gleams with a glimpse of the soul, i'm slipping out of control.
gently slipping in, pleasure begins, deeper, penertrating my, body, heart and soul. Lost in love, consumed by ectasy. Dangerous, exiting. longing for more. I'm on the brink of bliss, with every thrust and kiss. Ohh.... oh.. I can't breathe. No. I can't breathe. It hurts so much. Aching in my heart, stabbing in my chest, &


Things Don't Change01/11/08 I have been cold, cruel, heartless even be, In this world of strangers you and I have been. I have touched you, drowned you, over and over again in love, So many times that even my hands have lost their feelings of touch. I was leading you on, Did you ever know?Things Don't Change
I saw the love in your eyes, Heard the pain in your whimpers, When I bid you goodbye... I could see that you wanted to cry, So hard, that unbelievably, Your grief masked the tears...
So I hold only the smallest strand of hope, As I write these words of my heart, That someho
Devious Comments
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art is not a popularity contest. its believing in something meaningfull u want to share with the world, no matter how big or small. all that matters is that it comes from the heart!
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Although I realize that we're attatched at the lips, you're the one in charge and now the captains gotta sink with the ship.
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art is not a popularity contest. its believing in something meaningfull u want to share with the world, no matter how big or small. all that matters is that it comes from the heart!
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art is not a popularity contest. its believing in something meaningfull u want to share with the world, no matter how big or small. all that matters is that it comes from the heart!
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