waiting for the end to come
It wasn't us. Goodbye, dear friend.
The quiet in her mind slowly drives her to madness.
she suddenly realized that everything had changed.
..And just like that, he was gone.
"maybe angels were meant to fly."
and suddenly everything has changed.
Once it's questioned...can things ever be the same again?
filled with sensuality, awakening passion...
The echo of your fingertips lingers softly on my skin.
You make me smile, plain and simple, end of story.
Releasing what is useless in my life with no regret
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.......not knowing which way I should turn.......
She hid her wounds behind her smile and forged ahead
"I don't believe in feminism, but I believe in equality."
"Let's call the whole thing off...."
They are always there. Laughing, loving, inspiring. Cherish them always.
It's there...following your every move
Catch the elusive wave
Amused, she smiled impishly when he called her "Devil Woman!"
..Good morning Beautiful"!
Sometimes being strong sucks …
Sometimes it hurts more.
and the dog knew all about friendship...
His hands, his eyes, his tongue all made her beautiful.
Love is surrendering the power to hurt us to another.
always loved, always safe..
that I would rather hold...
I'm part belle dame sans merci, part damsel in distress.
Poorly treated farm dog now has loving home with me.
His captivating easy smile
Fumbled with her train of thought..
Empty silence fills the air and wounds her soul deeply.
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Let us all pitch in before the Earth goes Poof.
Neither devil, nor angel, her truth lies somewhere solidly in-between.
the audible heartbeat of my day.
Walking through Hell,
She found her coveted piece of Heaven.