Dichotomy.
Weapons from words. Sharp
Tongue turns deadly.
Our hands make sparks. I won’t
Rest until _ ____ __ _____.
I love you again.
Weapons from words. Sharp
Tongue turns deadly.
Our hands make sparks. I won’t
Rest until _ ____ __ _____.
I love you again.
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Thank you for your note. It’s always nice to have positive feedback. It comes and goes for me as well. It’s usually at it’s worst after dreams. Other days I don’t give him a thought. I think it’s the feeling of what could have been, had it been an ideal world. It’s the feeling that I am still searching for and long for. I’ve written a couple pieces about it recently. I’m not so sure it’shim I miss but rather something I’ve never had.. and I’m not quite sure even exists.
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I like that. ryn: Yes on most occasions. Haha.
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This reminds me of, “sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth,” it’s one of my favorite quotes from The Company Of Wolves. It’s an old movie based off of the original story of Red Riding Hood by the Grimm brothers. You might like it.
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your writing is always so enthralling.
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