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44yrs • F •
fyrfly is new to Captain Cynic and has less than 15 posts. New members have certain restrictions and must fill in CAPTCHAs to use various parts of the site.
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i have to turn this in for class, just looking for feedback/ advice: Your words flow in on the warmest breeze When you touch it echoes off the cliffs Your eyes reverberate through the trees And your thoughts are the Nile's gifts Love is quicksand hidden in a swamp Waiting for a critter to satisfy its urge Does that mean I'm your victim? I'm blinded by kisses of your light They give me warmth and solace I'm drowning in waves, but never trite Your soft breath carries me to surface Love is a disease, one without a cure Burning through lungs, drying all tears Does that mean I'm your victim?
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