LSD
Crimson Soul
She needs me, but I need her.
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Post by LSD on Dec 31, 2014 22:10:59 GMT -5
Still burning, these candles were lit last night. After long talks of broken feelings, It seemed fit to smoke a joint. The conversations implied that you quit. I tried a few times. ...You never liked to wear makeup around me. You said it made you feel hidden, Detached from nature. Frozen by her brunette locks and brown polka dots. She leans in, closely, only to blow the ashes off my beard. Reminding me that I'm still an addict. And the door never seemed so heavy. When she left, my strength just gave. A candle is lit near the window, and it Burns just like the pain.
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Post by windfog on Jan 1, 2015 2:27:27 GMT -5
Very, very good!
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Post by LonelyForsaken on Jan 1, 2015 4:42:06 GMT -5
Wow! I have a few suggestions but I think I’ll PM them to you because I want to steal this for my own.
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Post by twistedangel on Jan 3, 2015 4:00:38 GMT -5
being stoned an in charge of candles...am not allowed no more after a little accident involving a little bit of accidental pyromania really like this the bit about the door being heavy is just sooo true
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