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Blog de poeticallybionic - If time could stop, how could I make this more POETIC? - Skyrock.com
Mot de passe :. J'ai oublié mon mot de passe. If time could stop, how could I make this more POETIC? WE WANNA SEX,. Mise à jour :. Baby, did you forget to take your meds? Séverine, c'est largement en retard mais. Dance into the speakers and max up the. Ajoutez moi - changez vos. 16# I wanna get away, to our sweet escape. Nous voilà donc de retour de notre voyage des. Abonne-toi à mon blog! Baby, did you forget to take your meds? Ou poster avec :. Posté le vendredi 22 juin 2007 11:41. Ou poster avec :.
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PoeticallyBloo | Writings from a complex and cluttered mind
Writings from a complex and cluttered mind. June 1, 2015. June 1, 2015. The life and Opinions of Elliebloo. We seek bravery like a needle in a haystack. Something to give us strength of will to peruse our dreams like fearless caged animals. Desperate for freedom in need of fresh meat. Vulnerable to the sun yet in love with the nights mystery. We are weak creatures. This human bag can only support so much. We assimilate to every feeling. Make ourselves invalids to fear. Apologize for being rare. The Pictu...
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Lyrical poetry for the soul!
Lyrical poetry for the soul! Monday, May 08, 2006. To Touch My inner being! You my sweet have touched my inner being. The very essecnce of my soul. I relinquish all of me. I release all inhibitions and await pure extasy. I open my world to receive your joy. I moan and move to the music that is making love between you and me. I need you to take me to a place I have never been. A place i want to never come back from. A place that is filled with loving you and you loving me. Links to this post.
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Poetically Captivating | La poésie d'amour. ❤
La poésie d'amour. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. We’re Too Young to Care. We’re Too Young to Care. Did you miss me? Give me a hug,. I can’t believe we’re free. Let our bodies snug,. Like we’re meant to be. It’s like a Disney fantasy. Let my hands glide like little rockets,. I love the tease when I fill your back pockets. Vacant spaces, let me reserve a few rooms,. So many places to experience your perfumes. There’s a love seat, just for two,. Got a couch, movie marathons,. Before I ...
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A Tuesday Night Daybook. Happy Feast of St Bridget of Sweden! Its dark out, but there is a beautiful crescent moon out. Family, friends, children, Gods will. Prayers, my awesome husband, my children, a visit to the fair last Friday. Pajama pants, and a sweatshirt that is over 20 years old I keep trying to find a replacement as it is falling apart, but nothing else is as comfortable as this. I am looking forward to}. Love math u see! And Five Little Peppers and How They Grew. For our bookclub group tomor...
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poetic illusions
I guess this question has been asked by one and all over the ages. My journey to find the real me in this world continues. View my complete profile. Friday, July 24, 2015. They cling to your body like wires. Controlling your thoughts your ideas and your movements. They make others expect things from you. Controlling the way you speak, listen and emote. Do they make you who you are supposed to be? It is tough to cut them away. It is difficult to let go. Let them go and life might not be as complex. I feel...
