Her body is my bed
Shoulders made to help rest my head
I can feel her soul comforting when I'm most dead
Her heart beats love's name
Bringing to light all that I've claimed
Doing nothing to bring me shame
Only considering that which brings us personal fame
Keep my heart in yours
Force any of my closed doors
And I shall take you on personal tours
©2007-2008 ~Noxcaladoxia
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Since she has been gone to England for the past week on vacation I've been rather lonely. Not only that I've been doing a lot of excessive drinking along with self battle as to getting my life organized to what I truly want out of it.
I've also gotten the muse to write a new story. So that will be coming up tomorrow at some point.
I've also gotten the muse to write a new story. So that will be coming up tomorrow at some point.
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