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kcrazybond13
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 27th May 2016
Forum Posts: 8

My madness runs as dark as the darkness

poet Anonymous

the next word is
magnetic.

poet Anonymous

Institutions remind me of a once [magnetic] supervillain of my heart;
in hindsight, there was nothing but bricks, fences, and walls.


Cul-de-sac

Distorted_Lust
Lost Thinker
Joined 28th May 2016
Forum Posts: 19

You said you'll never leave me, mistreat or deceive me,
my heart runs cold in fact the lies you tell contradiction of your love,
but I'm OK karma is funny it comes right back like a *cul-de-sac*

The next word shall be *Ambrosia*

LunaLove6963
Dangerous Mind
United States 3awards
Joined 14th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 1347

So as I bow my head until my god and offered him the abundance of my ambrosia garden.

Next word slake

Distorted_Lust
Lost Thinker
Joined 28th May 2016
Forum Posts: 19

I insatiably serve you my lust on a plate,
Your mouth eagerly devours all you can take,
You kno what comes next I love to *slake* you I'll never hold back

Next word ,.....*tenaciously *

LunaLove6963
Dangerous Mind
United States 3awards
Joined 14th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 1347

My shirt Tenaciously held my perky curves.

Next word hornswoggle

poet Anonymous

Unless it's hornswoggle the undertaker then you've been swindled.


Misty

berea440oh
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 25th June 2015
Forum Posts: 3208

Her eyes had suddenly gone misty while she slipped off her robe and waited for me to fuck her.

bathroom

LunaLove6963
Dangerous Mind
United States 3awards
Joined 14th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 1347

I was in the bathroom when I suddenly heard a noise.

Inhabit

poet Anonymous

there's more than one way to inhabit a future


selfish

LunaLove6963
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 14th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 1347

I was selfish and ate the whole thing.

Canopy

poet Anonymous

Such pleasures subject are to change,
but one may be diseased and mutated
without a [canopy] of love.


Fungi

LunaLove6963
Dangerous Mind
United States 3awards
Joined 14th Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 1347

On this beautiful tree lays some fungi at its base

Tortured

poet Anonymous

She laid with her breast full of sighs,
in hell's [tortured] airs; mourning for
his entrance.


Transpire

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