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Mar 2013 · 1.5k
That Sweet Ass
Tiffany Rene Mar 2013
An *** so fat
Make my mouth water
I wanna tap that
Give me holla
**** might be whack
But I promise you nice visit to the sack
That sweet sweet ***.
To my sweet abagail
Mar 2013 · 571
Holding Your Hand
Tiffany Rene Mar 2013
I can't explain the feeling that day. Your hand grabbing mine felt like home. The safe loving comfort of your fingers sliding in to mine. This feeling will never be forgotten for the rest of my days. Your hands truly did fit perfect in mine. I never wanted to let go. I would keep my fingers intertwined with yours forever and always. I'm never letting go my darling.
Mar 2013 · 673
My Thoughts
Tiffany Rene Mar 2013
I stopped breathing, the feeling that was there is gone now, gone as it has left forever. It will never return for it is now lost forever. This deep loss of feeling has made it imposible to be myself anymore. I take a breath but what does it matter. I have lost all sense of being here. I could move on couldn't I? But these feelings don't stop do they. Making others happy is what I was meant here for I have failed to do what my job in life is in all aspects. It's all I live for and I failed. Birds are happy in spring why can't I be a bird and fly away when everything turns cold. I'm torn for what I should do or what this body is telling me to. What is love anyway? I never understood it, never got the concept of what this some sort of torture would be like. Your love is what made me breath. The heart within my chest skipped beats as you danced through my head. My body was so used to this unbelievable rhythm. The thoughts you could only imagine. Now its over , and i'm not breathing again for my heart has been smashed into two. I'm not bitter anymore for the fact that you're happy and maybe you found love again. But feelings never truley go away do they. Birds they leave when the months approach cold ones. Maybe this could just be our fall and after a winter. But after the storm maybe you could love me again. Maybe when spring approached, when the birds are happy you and I could be happy again. I don't know anymore for my thoughts make no sense. Thoughts race through my head maybe you'll know that one day. That I have never stopped loving you. But I guess its time to move on.

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