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 Jan 2015 Leo Cunio
FallenAngel93
You know.
You know.
I love you.
I've loved you along.
I dream over you loving me.
I'll stop breathing.
So never let me go.
Hold on to me and never let me go.
Because I need.
To hear you say.
I love you.
Baby keep your promise, and stay strong. You and only you is in NY head and heart. It's almost been five months you have put up with my crazy ***. How did you do it. Love you. Stay positive Babygirl. And smile. #girlfriend #futurewife
I knew a girl who liked to draw,
she drew pictures that nobody saw.
She was most artistic late at night,
in the bedroom, out of sight.
She kept it a secret, without giving any clues,
not a soul knew, and her gallery grew and grew.
It was a different kind of art, no paper or pen,
but needed some stitches or bandage now and again.
I took her to the dark and murky river,
which reminded me of my life.
It was then when she rolled up his sleeves,
and showed me her scars with embarrassed eyes.
I laughed at Irony,  and rolled mine up too,
"I draw as well", i whispered and stood.
Taking her hand, we jumped into the river,
and  rain of white feathers fell.
That's when the demons quited,
and the river turned clear  as the sun rose up ahead.
 Jan 2015 Leo Cunio
kaden
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I didn't know what emotions were until I met *you
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 Jan 2015 Leo Cunio
FallenAngel93
Today I have smiled,
Smiled more then ever,
My family is all getting along,
And I'm happy with the way I look for now,
I'm seeing a few old friends,
My girl is going to be able to see me soon,
My life is turning right side up for once.
Just a few more things I need to get right.
To the girls who are secretly so broken
You WILL be alright
I know you have scars on your soul
Maybe your heart
Possibly your wrists
None of this is your fault
And even if you think it is
Let it go
Not that you can, that easily
But try
I know you are broken
I know you're not okay
Especially when people ask how you are and you answer "I'm fine"
When what you really mean is "I'm alive"
But what do you really care about your own survival anymore
Well I just want you to know
There is beauty in broken glass
And to me
There is immeasurable beauty
In broken girls
So don't you ever forget
You cannot be defined by pain
You're too beautiful for that
Stay strong, broken girl
Nothing is ever really broken
Repost if you are a broken girl. So this message may reach as many of you as possible.

I am here for you. I may just be a sloth but if you message me: I'm fine.
Just randomly it will be our code for "I'm not fine at all" and I will be there for you.
 Jan 2015 Leo Cunio
Reemoatpeace
I want to hear the sound of the ocean
And feel the breeze on my naked skin.
Lying on the soft golden sand...My eyes shut.
Rays of sun shining on my aching body
yearning for him...
I want to feel his fingers running through my legs from the tip of my toes,
gradually, intensely, sensually until I give in...
I was aflame with desires..longing for his skin on mine.
He murmurs in my ears, while gently his lips caresses and takes away my fears Slowly he turns me over while gently his body glides.
lost in moments of passion, love and fire.
Our heart races....endless embraces
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