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Read MoreMirislavka Without any doubt all the village boys wanted her .. Those with a pulse, pubes and piercings did anyway .. The rest were either far too young, or too old to even contemplate what they each knew to be unobtainable .. Even those feral twins who every now and...
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Bless you Sam you just made this old fella’s day .. Kindest of regards, Neville 😎👍
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Passionately penned, Neville. Excellent write with brilliant detail and wonderful storytelling my friend. Outstanding work. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Many thanks Damian .. sentiments reciprocated .. Neville 😎👍
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Read Moredeep I go and deeper stillcultivating sadness it shines inside of me why deny itsweet melancholy serenades in the shadowsquietly I play my melodymetiqulously I climb the notes into my black dintheir is cackling accompanied by whispersthe horde reside...
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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hello dearest Damian thank you graciously ❤️
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Thia is a deeply moving poem, Crimsin. I felt especially those last 3 line. And the music made the poem more real to me, more tragic. To desire death, yet condemned to life, where only sadness can be found. And yet, there is also the deeply felt desire to be “understood”. Crimsin, you may not want anyone in your “onyx tower”, but your poem calls to us nonetheless. Is this not an invitation to at least feel your words?
You write powerfully, Crimsin.
Curt
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hello dearest Curt of course it is I hope to move always that you got it makes me happy thank you ❤️
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Read MoreFIRST HUBBYFat boy had a perverse kink.He liked to feel blood drippingon to his balls when he got a BJ. That meant a punch to my nose.He would shoot twice as muchand twice as hard and be twice ashappy,...
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I sure hope this is fiction! Fat or not, this guy is a sad excuse for a man. I’ve never understood why some men treat their wives so terrible. A mistake I’ve seen in my life is that of assuming the children of a bad person will be bad, too.
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Read MoreLOVE LIFE PROGRESSION The first hubby beats you.He threatens to kill you. The second hubby does drugs.You work and give him your pay. Third hubby doesn't beat you. He works, provides and gives you presents. You don't understand that at all!So you leave...
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Paula
Maybe, you’re looking in the wrong places.
Looking outside ones self for happiness is what most of us do and it just never works.
Happiness is illusive and impermanent so I settle mostly for contentment which is made easier when I have all the material things required for a decent life.
Not everyone is that lucky and their happiness/contentment might just be having a hot shower or quick sex.Hope this doesn’t seem like a lecture.Its really only expressing what I have learnt.
Have a nice day.
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Moral of the story: Never get married.
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Read MoreWHAT IS LOVE? What is love? If he gives you something you want, need or asked for - it's materialistic. That's not love! If he tries to please you sexually - it'sonly cause he's also gonna get off. That's not love! Hugs, kisses and "words"...
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I’ve never been able to define love.The romantic concept of love is our BS…mostly.
For me,love is characterised by selflessness (but not always).The ability to put someone else’s needs before your own.Love comes from the most unexpected places.Like, doing the laundry, cleaning the bathroom,sharing the load.
It’s nice to know that others,like yourself,are not afraid to ask what love is.
I read something once that said:
Love is the absence of Fear.
Fear is the absence of Love.
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Desire and lust–she certainly has the right stuff to stir emotions and fan passionate flames inside of boys, men, and grandpas who ain’t dead yet. She reminds me of the gas station owner’s wife who’d sell us boys cokes and peanuts, then send us away with big lumps in our pants. (Through no fault of her own–all she did was make change and smile) Thoughts of your Mirislavka will be with me all day.