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Bunhead17 Jan 2014
She may not have a big ****/big chest
                                                She may not have long hair
                                                                                  She may not have nice things
she may not have the best fashion sense
                                                 And she may not be the prettiest
                                                                          ...just because she doesnt wear makeup
Or just because she doesnt have beautiful features
                                                 Doesnt mean shes not pretty
                                                                          And it doesnt mean she any different
shes better
                                                  Shes herself
                                                                           Shes unqiue and different
and thats alot better than any regular girl
                                                  It takes a REAL man to notice
                                                                            How beautiful she is
Dan Pramann Jun 2010
catching the liquid
gazing as it slides gentle
over my fingers
and into my palm

watching it fill all the grooves
that make me unqiue
and fall over the cliff
my hand creates

feeling it coat my skin
something dark
shading it a hue
I'd never seen as vibrant

oh how it does feel
running its chills
through my nerves
where they can reach my heart
and prevent my eyes
from pulling the blinds

my dear
your blood is twice as beautiful
when it pools in my hands
where I can play with
between my fingers
like you played with my heart
© Dan Pramann. All Rights Reserved.
Energies released from my inner energies
Fill the once still and energyless atmosphere around me.
I relax and find the cause of the unstill waves.
Comforting them back to their happy and nutral sleep
I enjoy the other sweet energies I bring forth from within.
Chakras, auras ..they show us color, emotion,and empowerment in soul.
The fuels in which we use to bring forth the right balance is essential.
Using my scale of wisdom, the auras are identified and the Chakras then balanced.
Most find the view of such rituals "poppycock" or "scienceless" in proving they are factual existances in events.
However, me knowing and seeing them at work....I see the facts.
We all have energies.
Fear is always the blinding energy as when it comes to identify the sources of our posotive and negative energies or "Vibes."
I have been unblinded by fear for many years.
Seeing my colors of red,blue,white,green,and yellow are fun and necessary parts of my being.
As Human "Animals" we all label them as "primitave instincts," "blind use of energetic porposes," and
other such "unqiue visions into the realm of the human psuchic."
I see natural tides that this "moon" must pull into balance.
As I drift and enjoy the journey of astral plaines and being the "Cowboy" who lassles these "doggies" back to their "natural penned fences"
I take pride in the adventure of "reeling them back in."
My take on Chakras and balance thenegative "vibes" that others can, do, and also as one who lets them out at times; I take pride at reeling these loose energies back in and the adventures I have enjoyed while meditating back to a Balanced state.
Juliet Candray Mar 2020
h&m
i wear rolling stone shirts from h&m
because hot topic scares me
and your scent still lingers there anways
sweat, with a touch of cigarettes
unqiue, special.

only yours
always yours

americana is the style now
but do you remember my all black days?
they come back around whenver
i get a sip of you

only you
always you

message me back!
if you want to, at least.
i'll spend my wait time thinking about ways
i can shoot a pea in my nose
coin flip
which nostril to choose
up up up,

only up
always up

the walls whisper when you leave
remincising in the ays you entered me
in and out and up and down
rag doll style
legs spread out so wide
i felt all 6'2
feet and inches of you
so when you (inevitably) left
there was nothing
but the scent
of sweat, with a touch of cigarettes

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