Six of Six, Blank VerseIts all over, Im numb. My fists clench. I look at you, my expression dumb. I think so many things and flinch. My mouth opens and I breathe out. Trying to figure out ways to say. The fact Ive loved you sinct the first. Nothing comes so again I turn away. When I look at you my insides seem to burt. Looking away is easier than looking into your eyes.Six of Six, Blank Verse
Five of Six, Blank VerseI stare at you as you walk away. I open my mouth. So many things I want to say. All that comes out is a meager squeak. You look back at me. I cannot speak.Five of Six, Blank Verse
I don't know, but here is my new deviantART. Sorry for the long wait...
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♪♫__.: Where words fail, music speaks :.__♫♪
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“There is a tremendous sensual-sexual expression in art and I feel that energy is often...’the driving force?’ " —Kate Bush, 1978
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"a fragile dove that has lost its wings,
can't take the harshness of the winds
a puppet bound in many strings
can't live a life that it dreams"
excerpt from "chains" by dycee
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KunstOog
It means the world to me, so thanks for the support.
Hugs!!
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Pink Bubblegum and Coffee Ice Cream scoops together are
Saving For Bracket / LUTS Delf Annette
Bisexual Polygamist with a colony of lovers.
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