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savi_
savi_
23/F/Dallas, TX Which part of the broom is more fundamental; the bristles or the handle?
a glorious full nights sleep, awoken sweetly by a soft peep. rolling over to see my love, a true gift from God above. how did I get so lucky? some days, I feel like a ****** requiring true loves kiss. without it, I’ll fall into the abyss. his love for me brightens my world. I would spend my life laying next to him, curled. I’d be lost forever without my Sun, for our hearts beat as one. I’ll stay with him til the end of our days, I’ll even follow him through the haze. they say eternity is a long time, but not long enough for me and mine.
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Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
A shared heart
once upon a time, there were two peas in a pod. true partners in crime; envied, was their facade. they kept each other's secrets, at least one pea did. a few spilled, the other admits. she was reluctantly acquitted. forgiven again and again, deteriorating the bond's trust. controlling her best friend, their connection doomed to combust. the big blow up never happened, one pea just rolled away. her life is now unburdened, ready for a brand new day.
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 6:11 PM UTC
A new leaf...
First, there are the ones who eat in class; Then there are those who simply harass. Some of them even hate their job, And every time or two, there's one whose desk is a blob. Sometimes you'll get one you really like; Then again, one may tell you to take a hike. There are some who really, truly care, Though others can give you a nightmare. Whether you like them or not, You must not let your brain rot. You'll stand them for awhile, The result of education is definitely worth while. C 2007
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
Teachers, Teachers, and More Teachers