A day in the dark is the new night. My heart is offline, yet I woke up with this burning in my fingertips. I won't fill your screen with sweet talk sweetie... sweet talk sweetie is just a twist of the tongue. I'll stick to stomachs.
Lavish reward for anyone who can find last summer's eyes from which I viewed the world.
They're driving up the price of inspiration while I'm running on fumes.
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We will forever be a community of writers asking you to fall in (love) or be taken (hostage.) We only want to make you smile, and encourage you to pick up the pen, or start using those fingers on your keyboard!
My Other Blogs
lovehostage Blog Archive
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- Shedding Tails Just To Trip You Up And Let Me Down
- Label Me A Boomerang
- Rattling The Walls
- See You Later Innovator
- Write Back To Where We Started From
- Re-Writing Myself Alive
- Til I Can Laugh At My Heart Between Your Teeth
- 6-12 Has Always Been My Day
- 52 Heart Pickup
- A Brighter Shade Of Loyalty
- Empty
- It's So Easy 2 Get Older Not So Much Wiser
- Hands Down, Hopes Up
- Kiss My Eyelids And Sing Me To Sleep
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