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summer Member
since 1999-11-23
Posts 80long beach .ca.usa |
Why must I put all my turst in you just beacuse it feels good to.I look at your smile and think of children I feel your hands run across my body,it brings some sick sence of security .I can daydream about you for hours hoping in the back of my mind your doing the same. But does it really matter."no"..You passify me with empty words of future love.You know what I need, you also know you will never give that to me. You knew I had lost an unbeatable battle the first time I laid eyes on you.Yet this viciouse circle that I know fowards and backwards continues to prey on me. But who is really to blame. Because of my pride you will never know I hurt, you wont even think I care.Infact if I told you I knew your agenda that night we met you'd probly think I was insane ,and in a sence I guess I am. |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Welcome to Passions in Prose Summer! An interesting peice you've supplied us here. I believe we are all at one time or another...insane. (Some of us more than others!)  |
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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
Find the truth, Summer. Don't be pacified. You deserve to know what's real. Nice work. DB |
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Dusk Treader
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since 1999-06-18
Posts 1187St. Paul, MN |
I have to agree with Deep Blue that you should find the truth. But also a good piece you got here. Thanks for Posting it  "Human pride sings a vengeful song, inspired by the times you've been walked on" - Creed - "What If" |
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