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Flashback – Girls In The Graveyard
You’re mine,when I settle my subconscious,on soft pillows,slipping into the chateau of sleep,chasing you,constantly thinkingabout the fair features of your face. I invite you to immerse yourself,in freedom fantasies,in which I can admit,that night has fallen,along with my inhibitions,and I belong to you,breaking my brain,to try and understand,how you broke inside me,giving myself to you,using…
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A PSA To Gay Men, From The Women Of The LGBT Community
I do not require, request, or desire, your thoughts, and criticisms, on the garden, you do not have permission, or the inclination to visit. Remember where you came from, dear, dismal, simple boy, and remember that the pride and joy that resides in your pants, is nothing to write home about either. Please do not…
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Flashback – Send Her To Me
Maybe death is in the air. I wouldn’t know, it’s not like it rides in on a horse, these days. I watched the news last night, waiting in silence, as walls close in, on every dream destination, that I thought I’d escape to. I called my grandparents last night, letting them know I cared, like…