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#foretold
You are nothing but a pretty face--- and for all the words birthed from your soft, pouty, supple, unkissed sunkissed lips--- or the ones written down with your tiny, \\\\ slanted / / / / handwriting; they are nothing but empty, meaningless blatherskites.
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Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 6:43 PM UTC
Unkissed; Sunkissed Lips.
In the open air of A night still young My imagination was Let loose and the story I had to tell Seized me Free was I to wander The dark and witness Mysteries unfolding in The shadows that Foretold the coming Of the light Remembering that life Is a remarkable journey And that we're all Just one ray away From being a sun To someone
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Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 7:25 PM UTC
A Night Still Young
Light will meet the dark In an exchange of battle; Dark will seem stronger, But light will win in the end. It was foretold from the start.
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 5:54 PM UTC
Angels
If I called a psychic hotline, could the disembodied voice on the other end of the line give me some secret to my future? Or should I try the palm readers so ubiquitous throughout the seedier parts of town late at night? Maybe they can read the clues sketched onto my hands and point me in the direction of the path I'm meant to be on. Can I find a crystal ball gazer and have her look deep into the swirling mists of myself? Tell me ma'am, am I doing anything at all right? I suppose I'm meant to be content wandering aimlessly along, with no one to whisper secrets in my ear as I go.   But tell me ma'am, does it drive everyone as mad as it's driving me?
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
Foretold