| because_of_your_love | ||
| Soundings |
I have these withered fingers. because of your love, we have lost this time and each time before and each time behind us. I have searched the screen for I, of your lost love, while we construct this time and always the time and honour the time. I will craft my delusion, fo you, of my lost love, during my finger indecision and escaping the time and complacency worn time. |
081107 |
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| LoverOfLight |
The taste of infatuation is flat Flattery is thin And I am hungry all the time |
081107 |
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| Doar |
Hmm... another one for the shelf beside the granola bars. . |
090515 |
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| Doar |
These little personalities running all over the place. . |
090515 |
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| In_Bloom | Some of us think of them as a trail of tasty crumbs in the woods | 090515 |
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| Doar |
well...thank you....but BEWARE the RAISINS!!! . |
090515 |
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| In_Bloom | There are no raisins allowed in my granola, sir. | 090521 |
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| Doar |
There is no granola in my raisins, maam. :) |
090521 |
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what's it to you? who go |
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