Thunder.A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittWritten from his perspectiveShe can not know how when I see the looks she throws my body has to be restrained from running after her. It's what she wants She wants me to turn my life upside down for her and tonight I might just do it. What would she say if she knew? It would scare her, no doubt How cruel am I to think it funny? It doesn't matter, she is too busy watching my face.
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Added on July 28, 2009 AuthorSarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutTake me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic. -Salvadore Dali Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give pleasure to our Lo.. more.. |

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