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As I sit and stair at a face from my past I think of the pain that was brought to bare upon my soul. This a simple social question of knowledge of a temptress whom tore the heart from me. And as I gaze upon her face all I see is ash.
lyamoon:
Kiss from France !
wilisdraven:
I can dream of nothing finer. 
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they say that it is better to have loves and lost then to have never loved at all. But is it trully. I think it better to look upon love with awe and splender and dream of the joy it could bring then to feel like your heart whas been ripped from your chest and left bleeding wanting more and chasing it like some white...
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Sara woke that day same as any other, blanket pulled up to her chin, dressed in her soft cotton pj's. Yes this day started like any other, but she new it was not the same as any other, today was the day she was chosen, today she was called home. But unannounced to her she would not make that appointment, for today is the...
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as the first hint of thought touched the tips of his mind, the man who fell from the havens was afraid. who am i, what am i, how have i survived. he stood naked in the crater he created, and for the first of many times, spread his awe inspiring wings.