

Karma"She can't be trusted" they said,Karma
as they tossed her carelessly into her prison cell like a once well-loved ragdoll. "I am not yours to keep, not yours to constrain, nor contain, and for this, you shall be punished" She said valiantly. The guards laughed and asked just what she planned to do. "Nothing", she answered, "I'll just sit back and watch as karma gets ahold of you and sucks the marrow straight from your bones". And with that, she gave a defiant gaffaw, a laugh of inhuman
proportion, &


She Spoke Of MeadowsShe stabbed the air with a ballpoint pen as everything flowed that was held within; She breathed in deeply and sighed with ease, as she spoke of meadows and wind in the trees. "These are the things that make life worth living, i take and i take, but you just keep giving". She let out a long-winded sigh as she gazed at the meadows and the trees in the sky. She wandered through the thicket, a tear in her eye, saying "you will live forever, and i will surely die".She Spoke Of Meadows


No, This Isn't LoveShe watchedNo, This Isn't Love
as ripped abs wandered about in her 600 thread-count sheets. She gazed at his five-o-clock shadow, his strong hands, his rugged handsomeness, and quickly decided, no, this isnt love. She thought of soft skin, a feminine touch, and freshly manicured nails that would trace
the contours of her body. She wanted a woman. As he rolled off of her, she swiftly turned away from him, curling the blankets tightly around her body, and quietly cried herself to sleep, whimpering softly &nb


The Lost WanderlustShe wandered aimlessly through the clouds and wondered if she'd ever come down, if her feet would ever touch solid ground again. She was hopelessly lost But she had not lost hope, and "there", she sighs, "There lies the rub" A vagabond, a drifter, a continental shifter, her spirit could never be brought down. And this, this is why, so far from our presence she may be, she is as close to our hearts as any person could be.The Lost Wanderlust
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