I am…
I am a fox running through a forrest fire,
Gotta get the hell out of Dodge.
One of my own creation because I shat fire to save matches.
Like a feather flowing on the breeze,
a one way ticket to nowhere.
Hotter than a firecracker on the fourth of July.
I’ve got my own Independance Day.
Free born of good stature,
Yet enslaved by my own mind.
I am my own undoing.
My own Alpha and Omega.
My Beginning.
My Own end.
very nice…..I really liked my little Plath excersise….It was more fun than the old Plath work out….(you know….open wrists instead of eyes)and so little mess. go well
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It’s not that I need a really good romp, because I get really good romps, but Chris was my 1st love, & 1st f*ck, and I miss him to this day…over 5 years later. 😛 I still have dreams about him, but when it comes to sex, I never cheat on my husband in my dreams…it’s so strange, I don’t know why, but I really miss Chris. 🙁
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God…If I said his name in my sleep…Oh my GOD…I would get divorced…holy shit, that would suck. But yeah, I’ve dreamt of him all throughout these years…Like, why? It’s been over for 5 bloody years. I miss him dearly. But of course, I was the stupid bitch…
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aw. don’t feel neglected. Of course I’ll interview you. 1.Where do you see yourself in five years? 2.As a poet, do you feel more at home describing pain or pleasure/love? 3.If you had one day to live over again,for good or bad,which day would it be and why? 4.What is love to you? 5.Choose five words that describe you the best…and explain why. 🙂
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