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thirst
I thirst for more of your sweet kisses, your hot breath on my face, and your strong arms wrapped around my small frame. I can't seem to get enough of you, no matter how much we're together. You are mine and I am yours, and all is the way it should be.
bee
A tiny bee, floating above the flower. Desiring only to taste the sweet necture withing the delecate flower. Knowing only work, pain, life, and death. Knowing not of love, hate, peace, or war. Oh how nice it would be, to be that bee.
print
I print the documents, one by one, watching them spit out onto my desk. A heavy sigh leaves my lips, knowing my fate is sealed once the papers are signed. How did it come to this? Why now? Isn't there any other options? I know in my heart there is not, and must face what I have started.
solved
I solved the issue of the misfit life, the problems in my mind that hounded me daily. I can see the bigger picture now, clear as the bright blue sky on a warm summer day. Writing is easier now, more than it's ever been, despite having to leave a few pieces of me in the past.
left
I left him once, twice, and a third time. It wasn't until I looked behind me that I never fully let him go. Once that day came I could leave him completely, it was a bittersweet release.
help
Help is so distant, lost in the fog that is life. A whisper out of earshot, a hand who's fingertips barely touch but can't grasp. We cry for help, but seldom heard. But who, after all, is going to save us?
flashback
When I close my eyes I see the past. A flashback of a fun time, a moment that defined me as the person I am today. A friend, a lover, a family member past. All alive in my memories.
whiskey
She loved the bottle, and it seemed to love her. Whiskey, rum, vodka...it didn't matter. Just as long as she was pleasantly drunk, life was good. It was her reality, her life, and it was good.
fences
No fences will hold me back. No chains will weigh down my feet. I'll be like a free bird, soaring above the trees.
none
Alone I sit in silence. Noises? There are none. No radio, no kids, no T.V., no distractions. Free to write without hearing the painful sound of thoughts derailed.
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