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You Left Your Brownies

Member since 2003 · Posted 5 Nov 2003 · Edited 19 Nov 2003 · 6 comments

This happiness beyond comparison Sprung from a night of passion So fulfilling I can barely contain my joy I smile sweetly when the memories Twist inside me I want to kiss you again Before I wake in a world gone mad. For when I lay here with you time ceases. And the sun doesnât rise, Until you leave. Then reality sinks in, and I Must conquer the greater evils That grow with time. So kiss me one last time Before you leave so I can enjoy These last few moments Of bliss before corruption settles in To taint the day jg

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[7] sliver 5-Nov-03/8:10 PM Reply

And what's with the play on Lucifer? I always expect something satanic from you.

[n/a] Freethinker1602 › sliver 8-Nov-03/8:20 AM Reply

CHECK MY EARLIER POSTINGS... i PUT SOMETHING SATANIC UP EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE NOWADAYS. THE NAME IS MOSTLY THE DETRIMENTAL AFFECT i HAVE ON MOST SITUATIONS AND INDIVIDUALS

[6] Shardik 6-Nov-03/2:01 PM Reply

Corruption to me, is a slow steady leaky faucet in your bathtub, and a handful of rats turning it into an water park while all are sleeping.

[9] The_Third_Isis 19-Nov-03/10:34 PM Reply

Lucy..lucy..lucy that spark i enjoy your work in the sky with diamonds..so i'll leave you a lip biting kiss and twoo wellbutrins on your pillow..OMMMMMMMM

[7] savagelymakeitcount 20-Nov-03/4:38 AM Reply

What's with the brownies?

[n/a] Freethinker1602 › savagelymakeitcount 20-Nov-03/12:28 PM Reply

I wrote this after having a good time with him and I was making him brownies just about once a week. He left them because he'd forgotten about them and so had I. I'd hidden them as insentive for his "being a good boy"