Resonance of InnocenceI fell into his arms like longing falls into night nothing says longing like his hand on my thigh as we \"innocently\" listen to music. And this touch comes back thrice fold as I sit between his legs painting the night in heart wrenched whispers.Resonance of Innocence
I tilt slightly, head resting on his shoulder just to watch him watch me want him. He smirks as I trace his lips with my fingers and they solely exist to feel that he exists, then slowly slide down his chin as they recognize truth disguised as him moving closer to my neck. Nothing says wanting like his kiss followed
DEFICIENT REALMI hate sleeping alone. I dislike drowning into the empty,DEFICIENT REALM
cold places I secretly discliam as my lover. Wrapping my bare, freshly shaven, misbehaving legs around fabricated pillows.
I hate pretending that I weren\'t alone. Feeling my small frozen fingers gliding across my universe. Wishing it were the warmth in your flesh
exploring my universe to the steady pace of pulses and beats. This is
disclosed as magic yet it seems
as natural as tongues shielding
private notions or lovers joined hand in hand honoring these private &nbs
NO HARM INTENDEDI say this with no harm intended, but I never meant to love you. I couldn\'t imagine us beneath thin crisp sheets, weightless in slightly folded arms, breathless in humid conditions, mindless but full of emotion with trails of you leading from theNO HARM INTENDED
nape of my neck to the small of my back. Soft moist full lips upon my wrist, lightly pressed tongues frolicking in dim darkness lit only by the stereo which screams \"I\'m with you.\" And these lyrics take on the form of warm air upon my face as you mouth these words to make them your own, I carefully watch your expressio
SALT OF THE EARTHI\'m hanging onto your every word as if it were your last. They seep through your parted lipsSALT OF THE EARTH
like musical riffs, all I can do is wait and sit, patiently, wait and sit, for your words to spill on my soul like salt on an untamed fire.
Soothe me with I love you
I fall deeper into the arms of every caress. Your nimble fingers map out
replicas of mazes on my flesh, mazes that led me to you, in a time where tears of joy, genuine unexplainable smiles, and thoughts in rewind were unknown.
Save me with your kiss &nb
Breaking-RealityThey’re breaking through reality. Can’t you see?Breaking-Reality
This reality is nothing but a place to hide.
Inside your mugs of coffee pills of happiness.
This reality of shit,
arguments over what’s right
wrong up and down.
Arguments over gays straights arguments over love hate.
Arguments and different opinions.
But you’re all wrong all so very wrong.
Except this new generation. Yes, they know the truth
Though they can’t quite formulate it
They know it They’re breaking through.
Yes, they’re breaking through
suffocatingexplanations are off,suffocating
just trust that this will work itself out. breathe in smoke, blackens lungs, dulls your vision. .r.e.l.a.p.s.e.
replay your memories of broken heart. leave your baggage with me, i\'ll make sure it finds a home. breathe again, and let me be your breath of fresh air. .e.x.h.a.l.e. and let me breathe you in.
SisterSea green eyes, speaking to me. But I don’t listen, I can’t hear. Voices in my head drown all out. They drown her pleas, her innocence..Sister
Save me. See me. Love me. All hidden behind a cheerful smile. I’ve forgotten about that age. that time. Those years filled with thoughts of death Those times I just wanted suicide. I forgot...
Accept me, Sister. Accept who I am. Help me find my place. Help me live.
How can I see her from that view? She’s my baby sister. She’s the innocent.
“Your scars look so cool.” soft, warm smile. Scar covered fingert
2am and the long walk hometonite, let\'s dye this nite with all of the hope(if any)we still have it\'s a fading trend, to dream, it appears to be cliche,2am and the long walk home
imagination shoud die be for you seventeen....
do you think we can break the rules? it is sick to think that we could give up so fast..... giving up on all they gave us,
to turn our backs on the world...
well look where we are..... we haven\'t gotten very far,
if you look back on tonite you\'ll see me.... right beside you..... i think i\'ll stay here.....
YIPPEEEEEEE
To thank people for their support
and to wish them happy holidays,
I've decided to go to the pages of all 370 deviants
that are watching me, and wish you all a Merry Christmas,
Happy Hanukah or whatever it is you celebrate this time of year.
And may you all have a great New Year as well..
Make sure to make a list of new years resolutions,
and try to stick with them.
& Thank You for dev watching me,
and supporting me. You keep me going,
and help me be who I am.
Love, Kandice Michelle Plain
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my myspace!
` you can leave me on the corner where you found me,
i'm not for sale anymore.
i probably look through the rest of your rescent stuff buts its 7 in the morning and i´ve been awake for for almost 19 hours... so good night or something
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Clatto Verata N... Necktie... Neckturn... Nickel... It's an "N" word, it's definitely an "N" word! Clatto... Verata... N--- *cough* Okay... that's it!
it's been so long since i've heard from you!!
thanks again!
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Times I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that way
When I think of things that make you feel that way...
i feel so special.. ^_^
glad to see you making something with your life though.
-brita-
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"There is no greater evil than men's failure to consult and to consider." - Sophocles' Antigone
~Kandice
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my myspace!
` you can leave me on the corner where you found me,
i'm not for sale anymore.
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Times I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that way
When I think of things that make you feel that way...
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