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little wishes
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today i am lonely and i would like someone to snog. to caress to get naked with to ride until we both sweating and panting and to fuck until we both come
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love & hate
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the same as yesterday, tomorrow and the next day. Always i am lonely.
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pete
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this morning i walked alone, i asked lonliness to have her way with me. i walked alone, for two hours or so when the day was fresh and new, i got back at about half past two. i walked first to jesus rock and sat and wrote about a poet, the poem called the poet... it is alll about what the poet is not what he is not and what he cannot be. i stood and walked past the climbing tree, between the pond and the river. i climbed the bridge hill, crossed it, climbed down the other side and walked into the semiforests dark embrace. she held me tight, she comforted me, she kept lonliness away from me. in the silent hours of the dark morning i walked and walked and went my way alone. to the falls i finally came and then, after failing to see the star in the sky (its fading its fading i said with sadness) i turned and walked back alone, but not lonley. no, i was not lonely until i lay down in bed, closed my eyes, only to open them with my dreams vanished.
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Mahayana
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phil
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melancholy
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Mahayana
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funny how everyday is a today, at one point and time or another
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_alone & lost_
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as always.... invisible to the world...
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endless desire
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today i am lonely tomorrow i am lonely yesterday i am lonely lonely lonely lonely. dear god there are so many people.
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Deomis
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Today is the same as yesterday Which is but the dream of tommorow So today I am lonely As I was in the eternity of yesterday As I will be in the passing of tommorow And there is none to pull me from the edge Where where you when I needed you Where were you in this endless age When the lonliness began to seep into me And I discovered that today, I was alone?
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phil
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in empty hearts and words.
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unhinged
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vacillate oscillate pull_in push_out i have made a habit of second guessing my heart it has a sadistic habit of pulling_in horrible or impossible while pushing_out the take home to dad types i_wonder when my asshole_syndrome will ever fade
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090205
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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