Temptation
No matter how alluring those eyes might be, I keep telling myself to stay away for they can be deadly for me, wanting to hunt me down with those looks of a prey. I have to refrain from that dimpled smile and those perfectly straight white teeth, because though it all seems like fun and games during that while, I know the lies that lie beneath. Though it's tough to stay away from those bulging muscles peaking from underneath your tee, deep inside, I know this relationship is not long-term and soon enough you'll just wanna flee. Resisting the urge to reach for your somehow pefectly shaggy hair is like an unwanted chore, hard to bear. And it's impossible pulling my hand away from yours as you intertwine your long fingers in mine But, myself, I have to force, and act lik everything's fine. This temptation is slowly eating at my insides, but I continue to resist, for I know that line that divides this temorary love, and the love that always exists.
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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Черничные пироги, молоко с мёдом. Приходи. Почитаю тебе стихи и раны замажу йодом. Буду исцелять поэтапно все твои трещинки и порезы, даже в твоё заледеневшее сердце, поверь мне, — смело полезу. Повір! Залізу без страху. Без жалю, не боячись. Бо наше розпалене вогнище змушує бути хоч чимось. І тільки не хвилюйся — ми не розчинимось. Ні одне у одному, ні у часі. Мы снова столкнёмся, неспособные противостоять этой связи. Истощенные, но в друг друге, нашедшие дом. Якщо не перше життя, то і не перший том. Не перший різновид мов у моїх віршах. Не найдёшь меня в жизни? Отыщешь во снах. За той дверью, где я нам в пирог добавляю чернику. Приходи. Мне одной без тебя здесь ужасно дико.
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