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#vehemence
Vehemence ebbed out, Soft rain whispers sweet nothings; Earth in goosebumps!
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC
After glow
vehemence ebbed out, soft rain whispers sweet nothings; earth in goosebumps!
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Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 3:32 PM UTC
After making love
wind has vehemence, all tree branches join issue; rain lessen the pain!
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Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 3:24 PM UTC
Let there be rain
There are, for sure, a few certain things I miss We could destroy each other's sense of self And then be twisting in a broken bed How did it feel? Do you sometimes remember, too? Reverse genitals, you ****** me, deliverance My first *********** you went deep And I could feel you had an IUD How did it feel? Let me try to find the right words to describe This hole of dissonance You helped build this empire Now it is burning, lost to ash Unending hatred begins with vehemence And pauses when I'm on my back I can still feel your mouth on me And your fingers in my ***
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Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 6:42 PM UTC
Meander Dance
what is love? ah, the ever so asked question sometimes expected sometimes not ;at random times i don't know what love is but i do know what it's not it's not jealous or angry they say it may be written on the bible and not that i'm questioning God's word but love is jealous and love is angry and it's so many more other different bad things and great things as well that is because we people are capable of feeling not only one feeling at a time some just overpower all the other feelings because love is vehemence it is desperate too i just know that love isn't a person or a thing or a place or what you felt for the boy you've been crushing on for forever, ever since but never actually spoke to love is not finding out about someone's favorite something and making it your favorite something as well for the sole purpose of that thing being said person's favorite something, no but love is liking the feeling of crushing on someone you've never really known and love is finding yourself liking the same thing the person that matters to you likes and it is just that, maybe maybe not, love.
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 6:10 AM UTC
love is, love is not