Anyway, Kat awaaay (:


You are my freshly cut grassIt's a peculiar thing to be able to conjure, The sweet scent of masculinity and flowers. Fragrances that render my lungs punctured, Oxymoronic aromas my heart devours. This smell, when imagined, is never so strong As rare times I'm invited into your lair, There goes my sense of right and wrong, Just please let me bury my face in your hair. Just once with your essence thick in the air, Don't leave me; I despair.You are my freshly cut grass


Lust HopesBeautiful flowers attract both pests and butterflies, But in this world, a field of weeds,Lust Hopes
Can such a thing really be?
My heart took flight, beheld the wings of a butterfly, Borrowed hopes, borrowed chances, Easy now, this girl's soul prances.
A flower found in a sea of weeds, This frozen heart has taken seed, Flower searched for, hands did bleed. Flower loved for, heart now bleeds.
Is this what I want!? Is it what I really heed!? This flower cannot belong to me.
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..::It started with a thrill, Let's end it with a bang::..
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There's lots of things I could put here, but I'm not quite lame enough to convey emotions, or to quote lyrics. Jokes are just...no.
Hmm, difficult.
I'll just say hello. Hello!
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There's lots of things I could put here, but I'm not quite lame enough to convey emotions, or to quote lyrics. Jokes are just...no.
Hmm, difficult.
I'll just say hello. Hello!
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Godly-Effect
Care enough to commission?
Note me!
Hope you enjoy your stay.
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"to err is human, to forgive divine"
:aaw:
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