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You claimed to have moved on and that maybe so, but I feel something that will never change no matter what direction my life goes. You never hurt me. I would never allow that to happen. I knew the risks when I started and was ready for that day. I just wish I had one last chance to at least say goodbye and let you know no matter what happens in your life, no matter how many times you change your...
No matter what happens in life there are some variables and constant. I am that constant even when you don’t want me around I am still there
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And then there are moments in life when you question your motives and the motives of others. Who is honest enough to say how they feel? I know I have yet I wait for that to be returned and if that day never comes at least I know I put it out there to be taken
Her words cut through my soul like a razor through taught skin. The sweet surrender of her voice. I long to touch her pale skin. Inhaling her aroma engulfing in her love. She wields an unseen power over me
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Standing on the banks of the ocean, looking into the void, she watches the waves beat the rocks mercilessly. The years of abuse show on their face. The unrelenting punches minute after minute, day after day have taken their toll. She feels the pain of the rocks. She has taken years of abuse, hiding her pain behind a forced smile or a sarcastic jab. He walks behind her keeping a watchful eye on her...
Her heart glows a golden amber. Warm and inviting. He walks towards her sensing the love she has for him, slowly he reaches his hand to touch his love. The softness of her skin sends a chill up his arm. She lays motionless breathing no more. He climbs on top of her and kisses red lips ever so softly. He raises a vial high and cries out for her. So that she will see him when he leaves and they will...
You wake up one and come to the understanding that you’re not happy with where you are, what you are doing with your life, or who you are with. The big question is do you have the balls to do something about making yourself happy again
The emptiness surrounds me. The darkness casting shadows. My mind clouds my heart suffocated. I one I choose long ago has turned cold. Happiness left years ago taking my will with it. I am a shell. I build walls and put on my mask to hide the ugliness of who I am. Like the hermit crab looking for a new home, I need a safe place. I have found one not to far from me. It is warm, strong. In there is...
There are times I just don’t know what to think about what people say. The left side of their face says one thing the right side says another. What really hurts is when some people don’t have the balls to tell people what the truth is and it interfers with their true feelings
Finally a day comes when you wake up and realize it was a dream all along, you are safe in your bed, its Saturday and there are cartoons to be watched
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She sits waiting obediently for her master to arrive. It has been but a few hours since he left her but to her it’s been an eternity. She hears the key hit the lock and her body stiffens with eager anticipation for the joy he will deliver in the form of glorious pain
Solitary confinement. The silence is deafening. I am alone and I like it that way, I talk to the voices in my head and they soothe me with their screams. A lullaby to my nightmares. It is dark and cold with sweat dripping down my flesh. In the end there will be no one left but those whom I choose to keep possession over