

Little WindowMy how you tell me so little. I can look at you for hours, Sitting in your little window, And you still hide so much. I can scream and shatter you, But never break you. You're tougher than you seem. You just don't want to speak. That's just fine, I don't need you. I'll do fine without you. I'll just pretend you're not there. I'll just forget you. I'll just let you slip away. And start anew.Little Window


The Face You WearYou may as well not even have eyes Behind that mask you wear. In fact I'm sure you don't. We all know you by that paper mache Masquerading as your face. But that's just fine, If that's how you choose it to be. Who are we to say: "We don't like the way you hide"? That we'd rather see you real face, When the mask is cast aside. You know we'd never say those things. We all know they couldn't be. For just as we expeted, As I stated, And you so often rejected, There are no eyes or face Behind that mask to see. That's how it's been for a whilThe Face You Wear


The FlowLike warm oil in my veins. I feel heavy as it flows. I feel sick and weak. I feel it moving under my skin. Slick and smooth, Like warm oil in my veins, Waiting for the spark. And there it is: In my eyes. It starts off slow, Then erupts. I'm ablaze. My blood is on fire. Burning like lit kerosene. And as quickly as it began: It's done. I'm barely alive, And the hot smoke fills my lungs. I'm charred and numb, Save for the sickening flow. Like warm oil,The Flow
Ever in my veins.
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Give a Sexy Look to your Computer
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I don't want to alarm anyone, but it's PANIC TIME!!!
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jesus fuck!
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Jim Duvall
National Coalition for Sexual Freedom fighting for your rights to be who you are.
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"She looked at him, as one who awakes: the past was a sleep, and her life began," --Robert Browning
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