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123 its what we see
123 its what we try to be
231back to front
231im all done
the female form. a thing of beauty. THE thing of beauty which all others are judged. the thing we all strive to appease.
The law. Harsh and unforgiving. Not for the faint of heart. Not for the out of shape.
Not for those who don't have rights.
The cold dead ground under my feet. As I walk, I think of all the things this ground would say if it could speak. Oh the stories it could tell from life to death, from seed to skull.
A light show in the sky. Falling stars from the heavens. Just as i left them in your eyes, a crumbling light show in the skies. Tears that fall from the blackest night.
the flames of my heart burn for you. Why do we associate love and fire? because some one always gets burned. its warm and fun but deadly and intense.I love you.
as one atom hits another, as the world speeds through this emptiness we call a universe, we scatter like particles in a supercollider, like drops of rain in the wind.
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