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Green is Good for Your Eyes

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. Nothing . by djbookay, literature

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. Nothing .

how do i find my way where are the answers to be found a solace my shoelace untied carelessly need to be much concrete you know i needed it take a half think of it as a bad idea spent the night away watching the kittens play and hopelessly i watched the sunrises this soul fall helplessly over and beyond the sea of purple blues when there's really nothing to be answered dilated pupils why dont you just savour me how do i find the way where are the answers needed to be explained? nothing nothing nothing there's nothing at all to be found except for more than nothing

. Chapter 7: The 9th Day . by djbookay, literature

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. Chapter 7: The 9th Day .

Chapter 7: The 9th Day I have stared at the ceiling on her bed with all my clothes on for 8 days straight. She lays beside me, slightly unclothed; braless, and a black string underwear. Tell me how the hell should I make it happen? I don’t know how to take the first step nor do I feel slightly even worthy. I stumble and move myself to the floor by the 9th day. Which is today. I touch myself as she lays there on the bed just on top of me, and I’m not slightly ashamed for doing so; imagining her underneath me; moaning as we move in a gentle dark rhythm… our sweat drips to the innocent white sheets (oh how clique!), exchanging sa

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. Open Cage . by djbookay, literature

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. Open Cage .

you offer me your escape route a wide runaway door for me and the headlights on the dark street as my fantasy of you grew stronger do you know what you've done? you're opening a bird cage i'm reluctant to move i'll die either way your words vapourized transcended through space and time i'm trying to make sense of all this they start to mingle and became tangled my words translated to beating drums for your ear and a treble vibration made by the heavy sound as they takes on heavy notes do you know what you've done? you're opening a bird cage and i'm reluctant to move i'll die either way paradise is actualy within my re

. Deep Breaths . by djbookay, literature

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. Deep Breaths .

slowly arching in pulling down to drown releasing one by one chaining it up to doom breath breath breath deep deep deep breath breath breath deep deep deep as we tangled up in sweat we move back and forth in gentle dark hymn the air saltened as our drips falls to the ground grounded on the bathroom tiles we move in a slow dance exchanging burning passion breath breath breath deep deep deep breath breath breath deep deep deep dyhadrated oh our bodies there's no forbidden sign we can't ever stop breath breath breath deep deep deep breath breath breath deep deep deep j 16.00