A burning passion

I spend every waking moment loving you, and will never stop. through death and beyond i will love you, i will take a bullet for you and still stand encase i need take another. i will protect you with my life and let no harm come to you.

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Hiding

But i'll never stop searching and looking, until you i find. chorus: where are you hiding? why do you hide from me? i want you and i need you so bad. why can't you see? without you i'm lost and lonely.

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(Story) M-Master You're so Dark and Creepy and St

"i... want you to kill and keep killing and never stop..." i verbally expressed in a whisper looking down in embarrassment. zack stood there motionless holding the bloody knife. was he perchance, bewildered by my words?

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True Self (An Original Song Lyrics)

The powers that be, can never stop me, from showing my true side. regret nothing, show no fear. fight everything, we are finally here. _stand for what is true. don't hide what defines you. expose your true side and show your pride.

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The aqua portal-part 3

Everything looked so lush and green, ripe with every fruit you can think of, it seemed just like it was grown for many years and has never stopped growing. adam was slightly remembered a part when he fell down the hole he was pushed into.

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Prologue

You know i'm writing free mini stories ; 3 just an old dabble for an rp i figured i can share :3 bones crush and turn to dust, but the clock keeps on ticking, never stopping.

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Sex Drugs and Raves

Where the booze is cheap, and the money never stops. where the sky's never the limit, because you're so high, your world spins like a top.

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Vic-times...

stopping in trying, as it's always been free losing their sight along the way, they simply take life, never giving, day by day instead, i bow my head, above another box & stone with a name i remember watching, only in thought, remembering a once

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Art Of Passion

Her stone vulva never stopped streaming fluid into the fountain- it stopped being actual vaginal lube shortly after she stepped outside of the art room. she had been blasting out pure water.

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Lost Son (commission for lucaslunar)

Yet he never stopped moving, even as the blood slicked his grip, dripped from the crossguard and covered the hilt. his swings would send his own life spilling and splashing around in almost geometric patterns. he never stopped moving.

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