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 Jan 2014 Gigi Tiji
Jessica Rae
Sometimes, I admit to twiddling my thumb.
In most cases, feeling rather dumb.

On occasion, I feel the brisk fresh breeze.
The wind on my face is sincerely a tease.
With Ideas and Places in mind to go.  (Settling for less though?)
Inspiration is not only a said key.
Inspiration is somebody you would like to be.


Inspire to conspire all that you may see, with your dreams or values in mind.
we all talk a variety of talk, some of us even an "abnormal" walk the walk.
maybe some with try it some time.

(on a more real note.)

Individually each of us may grow, or may dwindle.
It is up to our own selves how we in fact may mingle.
or if we like we may choose to stay single.

(this is not just a couple of words throw together)

Without doubt, You May live in Harmony.
Without fear, You May have a whole Happy Camper Army.

(Without words unspoken...)

wink. wink.
think. think.
do. do.
you. you.

{Action}

(J.R.E.)
Push me down

Rip off my clothing

**** on my neck

Kiss me passionately

Nibble on my ear

Push me down

Love me hard

**** me harder 

Scream out my name

Spank me

Tease me

Touch me

Please me

Bite me

Grab me

Hold me close

Push me down

Tell me to be quiet

Then **** me like you mean it

*apn
My scars bring me back
When i see them i become unrelaxed
An uneasy time
So much pain in endured
I dont think ill ever be fully cured
My mind frequently wonders to those times
Im struggling, even still now, no, no im not fine
 Sep 2013 Gigi Tiji
Jessica Rae
So you're turning **** up in today's society,
The future of our new rivalries.
No longer may your boyish charm be an excuse,
no you can't always blame naivety.
Some string are meant to be untied all loose.
Keep going and doing what you have got.
Man you've worked so hard for everything to lay back and rot.
Live on each day to find your reason..
New findings will bring you happiness,
Every day is a new chance, a new season.
(est.j.r.e.)
Pry me open.

Use a chisel and a hammer,
a surgical retractor,
or just your effortless words,
but please just
pry me open.

And cut into me,
make me bleed.

Open me up,
let the emotions flow.
There will be a mess on your floor,
please don't mind it.

Just let all of melancholia shed
itself out of the confinement of my
tightly guarded chest.

Please don't stop.

Pry me open.
Let me bleed out.

God knows,
I will feel anything.

Anything but this.
 Mar 2013 Gigi Tiji
av willis
Let those who long for peace prepare for war
We walk in the wake of those who go before
Who dare to dream and dared to long
And dared to strike out swift and strong

They dared to love they dared to lose
They dared to think they dared to choose
They dared to stand as sword and shield
They dared to stand and never yield

Through wood and plain they carved a trail
'Neath sunny skies and stormy gales
Through steamy jungles and deserts bare
Beneath the waves and through the air

They slept where wise men fear to dwell
They supped with dragons that dine in hell
They trudged through mud and passed through sand
And carved through rock with barren hand

Now time has passed and memories faded
The Giants are gone and we stand jaded
Of all they dared to leave behind
Of all its glory we stand blind

But some of us dare not forget
The road that's carved from blood and sweat
It's made from love and forged with wrath
We dare to walk the giants path
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