Jem's Bad Week (Part 1)

"we've brought you out here today for a mine-clearing exercise. the corporal and i spent all last night seeding the arboretum with mines, so you fucking well better find each and every god-damned one!

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Death Kiss 5

Then his tongue flicks out cleaning his lips of my blood and he brings his lips close to mine again, they part and his tongue flicks out cleaning my lips, as his lips gently press on mine.

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Painting A Rainbow Heart Chapter 1

I hurried over to my friend and took her hands in mine. "what happened, babe?" i asked. caylah looked at me. she whispered gently that her boyfriend - will - had dumped her. i didn't know what to say... what could i say?

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Poem #2

My memory has been faltering, the pain dulled by my medication, my muscles fight me, even as i try as i might, to make my body mine, to respond to my commands.

Dear Heartbreaker

Yet, you are not mine. may i pretend that you are mine? you do not want me. you are not mine.. but, may i have you? dear writer. the broken will always be able to love harder than most. dear writer.

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Greener Pastures, Part Seven: The Pool House at Green Pine University

I closed my eyes as she did so, and janny rested her forehead on mine. i took a breath, smelling her scent as she kept her face close to mine. i kept my eyes closed as i heard sam sneeze, the sound echoing off the pool house walls.

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The Forge of Heroes - Reunions

Returning to the mines. in here, they would die. in here, their bodies would be buried. in here, they would be forgotten. but not to sanvar.

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Galactic Conflict - Chapter Fifteen

On the nearby ships, nishant could see shields charging up, weapon ports opening up and a few launching small defensive probes or mines.

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Poem #46: El Corazón de Amor

Sanity if required love is controlling holding my heart let this love of mine be mine.

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The Beasts and Brave - Chapter 12

Aleksander said with a gentle smile as he bumped his shoulder gently against mine. "have you spoken since?" "to the beast?" he nodded. i shook mine and said, "i returned to that dream world earlier. i couldn't find her.

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a poem for sass

And mine aloe pulling her head wiping her back and her ass forcing my self inside her every being her muffled cries gaining speed and pitch spurring me on she is mine no one elses again and again i hear only her muffled cry as she struggles uselessly

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