see the love and share it with the world.Come and share this beautiful thing .Dance and sing and show the world what you got.
i am not alone for I am many and the few.The ones who are not forgotten and the ones who love.How is it that love can be so hard and easy at the same time.Why must we face such thins when we know we may need help but we don't want to ask.So many strong only because of the the things we have faced.In this life or the next again and again.Its nothing but fate and destiny.Taking this thing with our own two hands can be hard and it can be difficult but in the end when we look back we realize how much we have done and how far we have come.That is an anthem of hope and inspiration have.So no matter what happens we have to let our light shine.
Come with me little one he says and takes you gently by the hand.What is this feeling inside .One two three dance with me .Then you spin in time with the music.Come with me he says in his husky voice.My dear dance with me until the end of time. Take my hand dear and feel the blood flowing and pounding in your ears.One two three and one two three .Playing this game with this man this thing moving your body and soul in one fluid movement my dear /Come with me and we will never be tired or old ever again.Just one kiss my love.One sweet moment of pain then pleasure.The you can dance with me forever.Come my sweet my love the one who is the sun and the stars.
what are you afraid of my dear what if people think you don't matter .What are we supposed to do knowing this .If we dint exist we were see through and don't exist for real transparent and see through.We are an anomaly dear.A apparition of the past we no longer have a real body.Once we have gone we are no longer a real thing we die that's it but if people treat use like this while we are living.What do you do and what do you have to say about that.No longer a real body but a faint outline of what we were.
Strange I just want to bite everyone......Its a weird way of letting people how i feel about them ..Or being bitten back is more fun ..
My dear desire is sweet like honey ...When she pulls it is strong and tangible thing....Hoping when the winged goddess of hope and desire dangle what you must have it is heart breaking indeed ....we the lovers or the broken and damned will still trudge on ...baring our fangs to this call ....red eyes in the darkest of nights...my love ..
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