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Post by T.J. Barber on Dec 3, 2004 21:33:30 GMT -5
One day in April I walked out my door. Thoughts of her raced my mind. I saw her there on the day before. I knew she had to be mine.
It's funny how you can want somebody you really do not know. But, I know I want her body and maybe even her soul.
I approach her now with great intents. She must be mine at any exspence. Will she love me? Or push me away? I guess I will find out today.
"Hello" I say. As she walks my way. She looks into my eyes. And then as to my own surprise. She kissed me without a word.
Were now at her place clothes on the floor. I'm not sure I can take much more. She moans, I gasp. She writhes with pleasure. Tempting my every thoughts with more. If this is my only exspence. It was worth this Broken Innocence.
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Wickedblades666
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I Hate Life, but i am stuck in it by my own rules: death is for quitters, i dont quit...
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Post by Wickedblades666 on Dec 5, 2004 9:32:52 GMT -5
Wow dude, kick ass...reminds me of my couple of poems about a dream woman that i wrote...i think i lost em , anyway, great poem, and i enjoyed it alot
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Post by ::..::FoX::..:: on Dec 16, 2004 16:10:41 GMT -5
This is very good TJ, I like this one a lot. Very well written.
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