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genetics
your genetics i thank your genetics for your handsome face your warm personality and your charming smile
brotherhood
Last night They were there for him when he needed them A mix of skin tones and facial features surrounding him in his time of need Helping him ignore the painful yet beautiful truth that lie to his left Unaware of his presence and hurt Ignoring him for another man
blasted
Blasted into another mind set. I feel greater than myself. Transcending what my mind use to be. THIS is life.
eternal
eternal: (adj.) without beginning or end; lasting forever; always existing Is anything actually eternal? I was always taught that every beginning has an end.
director
Director. How ironic. That's what I'm supposed to be - as hilarious as that sounds to my ears. Me? Director? I don't have the faith in myself, even though other people try to instill that faith into me. I have to get over my feelings of inadequacy. Only 11 days until we shoot. So much to do. Lord help me.
tales
He use to tell me tales as I sat on his knee. I was so young, and the stories were all about me and my fictional adventures. I loved the attention, showered upon me by my favorite afro fuzzy-haired grandfather. "The cuckoo-heads" he'd mention my imaginary friends as he thought the next sentence through, "walked into the grocery store and saw.." The suspense would kill me, though I knew just what he was going to say. "A Miss Little Brown Bear." "That's me!" I'd exclaim, so excited - almost embarrassingly so. I felt so special - his only granddaughter. His stories only for me. Memories forever cherished.
withered
It was then that I knew our love had faded away. She walked back into the kitchen, eyes bloodshot, snot running down her nose. Her face blotchy. She never looks as beautiful as she does when tears are in her eyes. Our relationship was so destructive. That's probably why. I loved to see her cry so purely. I use to let myself believe that wasn't the reason I pushed her away, but now I know that I'm a big fat liar. We loved being destroyed by each other, we lived for it. And then it became too much as we grew older and started to realize that the relationship we'd based solely on our childish dreams was beginning to wither away and dissolve into the wind.
terrain
tear rain fusing together water water drip drip salty sweet we cannot tell the difference as they splash onto the ground bleeding into the pavement beneath our feet
lamb
little baby lamb soft skin - bathing in light blue eyes kind smile he hides behind a tree