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 the last time i was at casa del sol was without mej there was a waitress with a short, clingy skirt that she kept pulling down the skirt,... [read more] |
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you are probably sitting down on this snowy day with pen in hand but not really thinking about what could be in hand or what, possibly i w... [read more] |
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reading between the lines taking a book and giving it new sentiment with tactile devil may care motions the folds of my lips sneaking af... [read more] |
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standing in a quiet embrace on the pebbles of the beach the sounds of water lapping and two lovers breathing life into each other slidin... [read more] |
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when i’m alone i think of few others i think of attachments with your flesh of passion of nights in your arms and moments between your t... [read more] |
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i was evil after we stopped dating i kept thinking i would see her in a bar and she would be intoxicated i would remind her of passion an... [read more] |
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i encouraged you to be to flesh out your confidence i was selfish because i knew when you became whole with yourself you could be whole w... [read more] |
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it would be so easy to walk back but it is smarter to move on and remember the frustration to forget the warm of waking up with your bare... [read more] |
 I have thought of you each second Moreover, when I have slept, I’ve held you close in my dreams God only knows how much I miss you God’s t... [read more] |
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Are we thriving on silence? Do you not think that I know? I can hear your heart all the way down here It screams out, shouts, unyieldin... [read more] |
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Spring rain and Easter Lilly’s Renew the somber sobering facts Of to much time to feel Not enough to heal I’ll smell the flowers In rem... [read more] |
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. Two hundred sixty three thousand minutes have gone by Since the last time I saw your face Two hundred sixty three thousand minutes I’ve s... [read more] |
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The rain outside is falling The thunder is having its say Through it all I can feel your pulse beating Though you’re a thousand miles away... [read more] |
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Maybe our stars and moon were wrong and maybe I did not sing to you the right song And maybe the lyric was missing the note maybe the poe... [read more] |
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How many nights will have to pass? Before the reason, comes to my rhyme How many specks of sand will trickle through the hourglass? Before t... [read more] |