001.I have only met my boss’ secretary once. She is open-eyed, alabaster, and muscled in all of the right places. She has one piercing in both of her ear lobes and wears just the right amount of make-up. Based on her looks, she could very well rest in front of a window of a big name department store as a manikin and no one would ever be able to tell the difference. Instead of remaining still for the duration of her life, she moved in a way that was hypnotizing; all the while wearing an outfit which was even more entrancing. Her hairless and toned legs were exposed as she was bent over tying her running shoe—somethi001.
Siren in the SmokeSiren in the SmokeSiren in the Smoke
In a room full of smoke, A woman stands still So thick, some worry she’ll choke, But even so, she stands there until—
The lights become dimmed, Her eyes open wide, Her stance becomes dignified, The noises trimmed—
A scarlet-painted crevice separates, A deep alto song commiserates, The men are silenced and solemn, And it is then the smoke evaporates.
The men leave and disappear, Who return on home to their wives, Whom were worried and lost a tear, And endeavor to pick up their lives. &nbs
Prince CharmingLoneliness can cause problems. It causes pain when I see other couples. I become jealous of their happiness, doubting myself in my search for explanation. Where is my prince charming? Do I even deserve one?Prince Charming
Suddenly two pairs of arms throw themselves around me, And I am stuck in the middle of a friend sandwich. A smile quickly spreads across my face, Laughing as I stumble. Why do I need a prince charming? I have friends. My prince charming can wait.
Meeting DeathEver wanted to meet death before? I met him once, but it's was funny how I arrived at his door It's a story of love, future, feelings of jealousy and the things that people do when they are feeling the ecstasy Lovely isn't it? All the silly shit? Things that don't even matter, not even a little bit. They always said emotions would become the death of me Now my emotions have become my destiny I was on a date with Destiny when I died Fate entered the room and then began to cry The first time I saw him, my head was feeling light But that was because Fate stabbed me out of spite &nMeeting Death
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