

Infadelity, Part 2Her hair smelled like the wind, Cascading from her shoulders and falling in my face Like charcoal rain when she bent to kiss me. She was a whirlwind, a tornado Wild and untamed, yet she was mine at that moment. Her porceline skin was glowing in the light, Cool to the touch under my rough hands. I think for a moment that I might love her, My adulteress, my sin.Infadelity, Part 2
| Just your run-of-the-mill, slightly pissed off, overly romantic girl who just so happens to know how to put words together in a manner that (in her opinion) is pleasing to the eye. |
Catherine From Blazer
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"Despite everything, I still believe there is good in all people."-Anne Frank
This will be my new name, and I will be reuploading almost all my work eventually.
So if you want to continue to watch, feel free on my new name.
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"Your camera is like a painter's brush, it is like a violin, it is like a gun."
So, hello.
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<3Guisto
Don't mind me, just using the Neighbours thing...
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DISAPPEAR HERE
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"suburban kids just don't have the toys"
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P.S.
Great poems, kutgw!
I commented on your site? I don't remember it...Oh well. 'Tis a nice one, though. Rock on!
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Baby, you're the reason I can't sleep at night.
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"Despite everything, I still believe there is good in all people."-Anne Frank
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"for he is everything and nothing,
hero and fool,
potent, helpless-
and with one world of truth or treachery
he will save or damn the Earth
because he is mad and sane,
cold and passionate,
lost and found."
-The Unbeliever
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