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missroman wrote about the word answers 1 year, 9 months ago
I only give the answer I wish to receive. If you ask how I”m feeling and I say ‘fine’, it’s because I really jsut want you to be fine and cherish the life you have because you’ll never know when it’s erupted into a species split in two. Call me whatever you want, brand me [...]
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missroman wrote about the word level 1 year, 9 months ago
Get on my level, reach the stars, forget those who doubt you. We can reach new heights together, we can flourish the ocean blue; together. Or apart. I am learning that I can create my own destiny. Each day is a gift, one that I take in the morning as a sign of better things. [...]
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missroman wrote about the word wings 1 year, 9 months ago
They flap and cease, flap and cease. I see them in the mangle of wood, leaves, and sun. They are above me waiting patiently for the summer days to cool off, for some unsuspecting stranger to come along and help; to free them from their confines. But, it is not my task; I never had [...]
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missroman posted on the forum topic Purple sneakers in the group
onescene: 1 year, 9 months agoWe were like bamboo found on near the Yangtze River. The river he incessantly talked about. He claimed that we were one. Our bodies stood up strong and defiant towards the world, glaring at hatchets and knives with such steely perseverance that men from the city would give up, usually. Sometimes, the blade got in [...]
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missroman wrote about the word muse 1 year, 9 months ago
Kitties go play in the night. But kindred spirits play forever. His soul was placed into my soul, and we took off into the wild. Our God fearing parents said we’d never last, but here we are 8 years later. My darling, you are my one and only muse.
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missroman wrote about the word muse 1 year, 9 months ago
the muse creates a master, a capricious being so bent on happiness and love that he forgets to lock his heart she wilts at the thought of another inside of his brain another lavishly kissing him with no fear for he is a rocker and his muse turns like the revolving doors at macy’s. but [...]
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