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AGE: 40
LOC: Norcross, GA
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 22

Very, very passionate about life, love… having seen the devil himself face to face i tend to lead a humble, simplistic life. Seems ironic then, that so many complex unending thoughts rampage thru my head, many of them falling onto paper…

please feel free to dip your quill into my inkwell…
just do not blame me for the permanency of its stains…

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Poetry / wish…per
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        i want to care for you, in such a way, it is hard for you to draw it inside your mind to cradle you gently in my arms, for one can never be too kind i want to put my lips close to yours, just close enough to inhale a bit of your spirit to draw your breath deep into my lungs, to feel you pulse throughout every vein, to hear it to put my ear tight to yours, to allow my desires paint, to reach in and colour your beautiful mind heaven soft vapours dripping, pasteling ...
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i write with my quill from the puddling crimson ink well pumping quite steadily, into my right hand i write from the sitting position for the self made fluidic puncture i capture, no longer allows me to stand i write with the bittersweet fruit that now runnith over, unable to decipher if i am any longer a man i write with the bleeding passion that leaks from the deepest reaches of my soul, for i finally can i write with new visions i have never for possessed, as climatic crimson circles my pl...
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Short Story / jonny's jetta
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the road leading into her trailer park was about a half a mile long long enough to get half way there and shut down the noisy exhaust and coast in stopping about three houses down from their trailer, with the plastic white lil’ picket fence i had jenna slouch down, as did i, as roxie was at the kitchen widow peeking out into the am darkness, just as the sun began to crack the horizon today was an ‘off’ day for she wasn’t expecting me until tomorrow sis and i both scrun...
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Poetry / envisioned kiss
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waited to hear she enjoyed our shared; if only verbal passion i must admit when it comes to love, i am simply too old fashioned our envisioned lovely kiss, with her so far away the fire continues to warm deeply my soul, very comforting, she will never stray pinning her arms up over her relaxed head she wants me even closer to her, desires inbred her heart races as i pull her in so very tight i feel her wanting me, the timing is just right our warm bodies generate such besotted heat tasting he...
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Poetry / Before Work...
Hi there, I enjoyed traveling along the two of you in this fine piece. It did require a double read though for I had a tendency to lose track of who was speaking, a simple transitional edit. I liked the quirky little details, the smell of rain, I got pulled in. Like I said, a couple of edits when you speak versus her speaking, clearing that up and you rock, no pun intended. Finger tracing her lips, fav killer line, a true romantic, awesome, me...
Hi there, If your Bio's age is correct you are one hell of not just a writer but a deep thinker, quite rare qualities for many that are three times your age. You pull the reader in, convey a deep meaning and have a unique way of closing this fine piece. I live not far from you, I actually live in Grand Blanc and have been thru your city many times. Leaving Michigan soon just to escape the bitter people or maybe the cold or both, but heading south. You have in your possession the killer talent...
Poetry / After My Suicide
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Hello, Wow and wow again, for what a mesmerizing piece. One that actually takes the time to let this beautiful, yet painful piece soak in will reap its rewards. This isn't poetry; this is a mental sculpture that you have chiseled so perfectly. This style of writing must be noticed and recognized for it pulls such deep emotions from the reader’s soul. You have done a great thing here, alter nothing, and enjoy the fact that you can touch another’s soul. All of what writing true, real poetry is ...
Hello, At first read I was wondering where this was headed, like a mystery. As I read on I felt your hurt, your deepest pain. My favoerite lines are these "I don’t think I’ll visit… instead of dragging you up from the bottom of the river I’ll let you sift further into the deep searching like semen, searching sadly for some kind of life… because I see my daughter’s face and I know that this is enough… it has to be. You have such a way with describing your loss so vividly, brilliantly. Choosing...