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Linguistic Metaphors: Gil Scott-Heron Sunlight| April 1, 1949 Sunset| May 27, 2011
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. Gil Scott-Heron Sunlight April 1, 1949 Sunset May 27, 2011. View my complete profile. Vids for your eyelids. Gil Scott-Heron Sunlight April 1, 1949 Sunset Ma. Music lives in the heart. Strictly For The iPod. Travel template. Template images by sndr.
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Linguistic Metaphors: the path of seppuku
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. The path of seppuku. No doctor can help the ailment. Only the sharp blade of a tanto. View my complete profile. Vids for your eyelids. The path of seppuku. Music lives in the heart. Strictly For The iPod. Travel template. Template images by sndr.
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Linguistic Metaphors: finish my sentence
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. View my complete profile. Vids for your eyelids. Gil Scott-Heron Sunlight April 1, 1949 Sunset Ma. Music lives in the heart. Strictly For The iPod. Travel template. Template images by sndr.
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Linguistic Metaphors: matriarch
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. Is the day that you were born and life was given to this family. You may think that your prayers for. May fall on deaf ears, but WE hear you. WE love you on this day and any other that our hearts beat & our eyes see. Today is the day that you were born. And gave life to this family. View my complete profile. Vids for your eyelids. The path of seppuku. Music lives in the heart.
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Linguistic Metaphors: inamorata
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. It seems so unreal - the night. She arrives and cloaks my surroundings like a purple veil over the brightest light. She is silent in her movements baring nothing on her body but the color of skin. Like a piece of onyx mined from a distant star. I enjoy the thought of her over an evening smoke. The strands of grass tickling her ear; pulling her closer into me. Tonight she and I are one.
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Linguistic Metaphors: palindrome
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. Barely able to carry me through. My third eye stays clouded. Due to the absence of her;. Seeping from my skin. The pain shows true. A babe in the woods. With no sense of mind to find his way home to his palindrome:. View my complete profile. Vids for your eyelids. Music lives in the heart. Strictly For The iPod. Travel template. Template images by sndr.
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Linguistic Metaphors: the night that the truth remained silent
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. The night that the truth remained silent. I watch as she plays with her hair. Nervous little tugs and twists. Using her thumb and forefinger; the same two she'd use to fix her eyelash. Remixed with the first break of the of the sun and the emptiness from the night before. Chasing the dust particles around us. She asks for honesty. She asks for reasons. She asks for commitment.
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Linguistic Metaphors: Línea negra
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. View my complete profile. Vids for your eyelids. My Sunrise-written in 3rdIperspektiv. She loves me, she loves me not. Music lives in the heart. Strictly For The iPod. Travel template. Template images by sndr.
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Linguistic Metaphors: labyrinth
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A collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad .:taure.anwar.rodrigues:. She would follow with, "At least you have your health and you can breathe and you are above ground.". Wise words for an old sage of a woman, I can still smell her when I think of her. My mind is convoluted with distrust, head on a swivel; looking around. I cannot change the labyrinth in my mind, it is here that I exist for now. Now is never forever. This is where I exist for now.