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Love is always beautiful.
Through Love and Deaf I love my wife dearly, Though she can't hear what I say, I tell her all of my secrets, Because I know secrets they will stay. I knew her before she knew me, As I followed her down a street. The darkness enveloped me, I masked the sound of my feet. She walked ahead bravely, Not knowing, not seeming to care. When I stepped on a bottle, She didn't turn around in fright. Because of this, I fell in love that night. I called out to her to make sure, That she could not hear my words. I approached her tenderly, And slipped my hand in hers. I love my wife dearly, Though she can't hear what I say, I tell her all of my secrets, Because I know secrets they will stay. When we first were married, And I'd come home late, I'd crawl in bed behind her, Whether she was asleep or awake, I'd tell her what I'd done, All the intricacies of my afflictions, My passion is not a normal one, Nothing as passive as art, Yet I consider myself an artist, Stopping another person's heart. Whispering all the details, Into the canals of her ear, Knowing all the while, that she would never hear. I love my wife dearly, Though she can't hear what I say, I tell her all of my secrets, Because I know secrets they will stay. One night I had come home, My hands stained with red wine, At least that's what I'd tell her, If it caught her wandering eyes, I crawled in bed behind her, Rubbed my hand down her body, And told her about the mess, She responded with a sigh, And I tried to get some sleep, Tonight however was different, I felt her body shift to me, She leaned close to my ear, "I love you too, my sweet." I tell her all of my secrets, Because I know secrets they will stay, Because I know secrets they will stay. I tell her all of my secrets, And she loves me anyway. R. Crowe
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He kills folks.
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Bone Machine
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: Jesusland
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Ah, I kind of thought that with the red wine thing but I wasn't sure.
*is dumb*
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very good.
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This is me. http://www.myspace.com/limbodwelling Good evening i unzipped my skin thankfully unscrewed my head exactly as i always do when i prepare myself for bed and while i slept this co-co came as naked as could be he put on the skin and screwed on the head that once belonged to me |
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*bump*
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The Professor
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: New York City
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