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theredheadlover:

Breeze off the pine trees
Just today September ends
Glee brings the first freeze

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Tea Parties. Like a boss.

Tea Parties. Like a boss.

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Sip

Sip at the sickness left lingering at the bottom of the glass

Condensation drips and watching it can lead one to contemplation

Compilations of imagined days…nights…fucking…making love…and fights…

Sighs in moments of delight. Pulling off restricting clothes by candle light.

Letting each curve be explored and idolized, adoring each inch of flesh

left exposed. Doors slammed closed and forceful entry is most desired.

Allow me to ingratiate myself as I give your visage a throne. Kneel for me.

Let me rock your flesh until you scream “You own me” to the universe

Curse and throw limbs as if in seizure. Release yourself; Be evil for me.

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the-rascal-queen:

nomicheese:

When the fox hears the rabbit cry, she comes running but not to help. … Work in progress on a tough as nails lady. Sat like a rock.

WOW

the-rascal-queen:

nomicheese:

When the fox hears the rabbit cry, she comes running but not to help. … Work in progress on a tough as nails lady. Sat like a rock.

WOW

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thechainsawking:

Unfortunate, these docile themes and quiet, whispering dreams
My theory stands as my hands cease their cathartic trembling.
Screams echo down alleyways and rain plays percussion on rooftops.
I drop my filthy shovel and spit out my love on the mound of fresh earth.
Your worth to me is dripping…

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phoenixstamatis:

Escapism

phoenixstamatis:

Escapism

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This made feels occur.

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thechainsawking:

Unfortunate, these docile themes and quiet, whispering dreams
My theory stands as my hands cease their cathartic trembling.
Screams echo down alleyways and rain plays percussion on rooftops.
I drop my filthy shovel and spit out my love on the mound of fresh earth.
Your worth to me is dripping…

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A brilliant piece.

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