"UNSPOKEN WORDS CAN CAUSE A BROKEN HEART MORE THEN ANYTHING"
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BROKEN- HEARTOct 29, 2008 1:54 am Re-Post • View 1-to-1 • Report |
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Sherry LOct 16, 2008 7:38 pm Comment me • Message me • Re-Post • View 1-to-1 • Report |
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hello Nice to meet you
i am sherry from china
can i make friend with you
my MSN sherry8877@hotmail.com
add me pls .then we can chat on line i f you have time ,thank you |
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wibeyAug 22, 2008 7:20 am Re-Post • View 1-to-1 • Report |
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Ofcourse i will thank
you
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Hana JAug 12, 2008 10:25 pm Comment me • Message me • Re-Post • View 1-to-1 • Report |
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May 11, 2007, 10:22 am
| Did you ever taste the nectar before spring wearily rose, before it came loose of winter's arctic hands, then crushingly followed summer into autumn bleak? Like a dandy, playful child with chains of daisies, of nature she reeks. Heaven knows why, her amber curls, and emerald orbs alike, were crafted by such a plucky god, 'I have the answers...syke!' My love could be ebony, obsidian or she could glare of reflective pallid, she'd still remain my temptress, I her nymph of delight - I could be a pillar, a friend or better yet cause a flurry of blinking to enrapture her third eye. Her flesh tastes in-particular yet it sends my tongue darting, to find those furrows and crevasses that send my lover's lower half dancing and carting. This, you could argue, is of a dark kind of love, but keep this kindle burning, send the glorious wisps of ecstasy in billows, eyes tipping back and telling her brain, how unlucky for you my mechanical globule of neuronal tissue, if you could only feel my yearning. Oh the safety and tranquiloqy of the gripper of your hold, like being coated in candy floss on a bed of foam. Your lips are full and dense with blood, I want to meet them with my own to feel your warmness over me flood. |
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