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Honesty | And it feels like
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And it feels like. November 8, 2014. Honesty is the closest you get to hurting. Without feeling meaningless and hollow. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out.
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Shelter | And it feels like
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And it feels like. October 30, 2014. Tell me this isn’t some kind of sick joke. That will hit me right in the head. When the laughter dies down. Tell me you aren’t here to play me. Like some toy you’ll eventually tear apart. Once I lose my mirth. If not, who else will I call home? Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Follow Blog via Email.
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Ocean | And it feels like
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And it feels like. April 5, 2015. Many times in my life,. I have plunged and drowned,. But the ocean in the middel. Holds a great promise that. No matter how deep I journey,. I will still breathe. One thought on “ Ocean. November 27, 2015 at 2:18 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Follow Blog via Email.
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Breathe | And it feels like
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And it feels like. April 8, 2015. I want to fill the spaces. That I am what you breathe. 3 thoughts on “ Breathe. Tokoni O. Uti. April 8, 2015 at 6:36 am. Sweet, romantic, sensual, beautiful. Me like! April 8, 2015 at 6:39 am. Tokoni O. Uti. April 8, 2015 at 6:40 am. Hey i hope you don’t mind but i’d like to invite you to my blog at http:/ www.insanitybeautiful.wordpress.com. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Follow Blog via Email.
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May, the first of. | And it feels like
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And it feels like. May, the first of. May 1, 2013. Here comes the almost end of the middle, with its proud walk in spades. Wed to the sun, caught in rain, trapped between breeze and flame. The season of androgyny, of ardor, the certainty of change. Puts the fleet and simple follies of our human hearts to shame. Where afternoons are scorned by the crimson tides of heaven. Looking down on us all, breathing its burning gale. Where evening whispers along the pitter patter and masquerades. Notify me of new co...
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Hello | And it feels like
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And it feels like. November 1, 2014. Waiting at the end. That is, if you make it out alive. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Tears | And it feels like
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And it feels like. December 26, 2014. With you, my tears are painless. They are only strangers. Passing through my skin,. Leaving nothing but apologies. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Pain | And it feels like
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And it feels like. January 18, 2015. I will risk all that is fair. To kiss you in painful silence. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Yesterday | And it feels like
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And it feels like. October 31, 2014. I will keep on playing yesterday. Like a broken record. Because it’s the last song. With you in it. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Up | And it feels like
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And it feels like. October 28, 2014. There is no place in this earth. Where she can act without being damned. Her eyes belong to the sky, to the galaxy,. To the light raptured by comets. Her callous beauty masquerades. Like the embers of her mother, the sun. She needs to come up home,. And let this stupid world stare at her. Her middle finger of goodbye. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).