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allison-danielle-stoots
Canadian I'm just a strange girl, trying to find her place in this world. Judge as you will.
Those Eyes. Dissolving in the back of my mind. I take your soul, I take you whole. Every single time. Those Eyes. Raiding all the thoughts in my head. It's just too late, this is your fate. And in my sight no crime. Those Eyes. Oh how they penetrate and as do I.
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 11:12 AM UTC
Those Eyes.
These times of you and I Oh how they coagulate in my mind I miss you - I will always miss you
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 11:10 AM UTC
These Times...
I've kept your ****** secrets hidden - Far from sight Theirs and mine. MANIPULATOR! - show your regrets... Let your hands come clean. Oh yes, I meant for me! I mean for me ... For me.
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 11:09 AM UTC
I mean for me.
Finger tips, like memories Collide with your soft lips No fonder of a moment, than you and I, than this.
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 11:07 AM UTC
...Than this
Thoughts of you and I, so elusive. The strength behind your eyes. The worry behind mine. Haunting beauty intoxicating me. I want you - My secret, my need. Forever locked away...
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 11:00 AM UTC
Forever Locked Away.
You are such as the snow is. May be cold, but always beautiful. And no matter how little or how much people know of you, everyone's life is affected in some small way. I love you. All of you.
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 10:57 AM UTC
Snow.
Drift away for me, my dear. Sleep 'till you aren't even here. Ease the mind, ease the heart. Feel the will to breathe fall apart.
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 10:55 AM UTC
Counting Sheep.
As my head fell back into the water, I was consumed by the overwhelming sound of my pulse. It was then, I realized; I have purpose, I have reason. I have life. I have a say.
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 10:53 AM UTC
Thunder.
The small minded humor those seeking relief. It’s all or nothing, with empty decisions. Spreading smoldered fragments, these ******* lies. It's quite the disease - the naive listeners. Hurt and Bias hold our hands.
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 10:50 AM UTC
Gossip.
I lathered my hands gently, My skin drinks the lotion. Feeling rather useless after a "good **** Free from minuscule flaws, My rough nails distract you. I lose your interest, once again...
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 10:39 AM UTC
Skin.