

My favorite PenHere again I sit with my favorite pen. Sitting and thinking, yet no where to begin. Been to long to be able to turn back, nothing else matters, I just keep on going. I have to keep on going. Who would I be if I was the first to give up, who would I be? The images begin to even scare me. I\'m not another person, this mind is all it\'s own, I\'m not what you want me to be, still I play the part very well. It\'s just me and my favorite pen. I can\'t stop the way it all comes out, the truth has many colors. Many many colors, and I bleed a sMy favorite Pen


RemeberingREMEMBERINGRemebering
Watching the water roll from one small Rocky ledge Down to another
And listening to its voice Bubble silently up
From the depths of the earth Making me feel like I have a place in the world For once in my fifteen years.
Listen to the sound Of wind in aspen trees -
Lightly brushed by the golden paint of fall And holding you so gently Against a grassy mountainside. A spider coils a web between two branches,
Spinning a tale of ancestors\' chanting With a deafening silence To a Goddess that seems To have been f
smuanya indah..
saya watch ya..??
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Cruel Comix :: Drawings Sex Slave :: Evil Toon Bondage
Great work
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You child abuse series hits home. Thank you for sharing them with the world.
Emma
xXx
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Long time, eh?
'Sup?
Keep on keepin' on...
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Keep it up.
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I traded it for an outdated tooth.
cheers.
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