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Subject: <3 s.trangers b.reak h.earts t.oo <3 Author: <3 heartb.roken [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:32:04 05/05/04 Wed In reply to: Buster 's message, "The Stranger" on 21:57:00 05/04/04 Tue Pens may write on paper But the feeling of what's written Can't be manifested by words Which is why I stare at this paper for hours With hundreds of things in my head Bursting with ideas of what I want to write But those thoughts lose their meaning When put into a fluid motion of the hands Once transformed into ink on a page An epic tale of two broken hearts Isn't a memory so much as a tale There are 26 letters in the alphabet They may form words Of joy and loss and compassion But only a fool would think that The word love could Accurately convey the emotion Because we can all define love And write it into texts But only a few can explain what it feels like To have a broken heart Ginger-colored bitch rose into a half sitting-half standing position as the stud approached, not sure if he was a threat to her or not. Chocolatey eyes stared into his, never once hesitating or flickering elsewhere. She wasn't sure what to think of him yet, he was infact quite puzzling to her. But then again, what unknown things were not? The unkempt conditions of his coat and the weathered look to his body made him appear as if he was getting older and wasn't as lively anymore. But his eyes appeared otherwise; they looked as if they contained many secrets tucked away and hidden underneath. The low growl wasn't unexpected, she was used to it. Other residents of the alley liked their space, as if they thought it was theirs. They were thoroughly mistaken and she was one to let them know it. Yes, she appeared timid and submissive and that was her nature somewhat, but not to all. She wasn't one to be pushed around. Soft growl was returned back to the stud, a reply to his warning but at the same time, a returned greeting. .riddle me this <3 heartb.roken .call me a bitch .been in hell for 2 years .stereotype me as a siberian husky .color me ginger snap .look me in the eyes milk chocolate .visualize [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date The Stranger Buster 20:08:01 05/05/04 Wed <3 b.roken h.earts <3 -- <3 heartb.roken, 20:56:12 05/05/04 Wed The Stranger -- Buster, 20:45:30 05/06/04 Thu <3 b.roken h.earts <3 -- <3 heartb.roken, 19:25:00 05/07/04 Fri State of Grace -- Buster, 21:24:52 05/07/04 Fri yawn (NT) -- buster, 20:25:53 05/12/04 Wed TaG! yOu'Re It!! -- Tag, 20:52:49 05/12/04 Wed <3 b.roken h.earts <3 -- <3 heartb.roken, 19:14:00 05/14/04 Fri TaG! yOu'Re It!! -- Tag, 20:24:03 05/14/04 Fri °Cold brass of Gold* -- Krass, 08:50:48 05/22/04 Sat