Community > Posts By > Socratease
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Childhood Lost
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sad message but true,good writing
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just curious
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Its honest,your telling how u feel and are,your not putting up smoke and mirrors to impress..thats why most relations dont work,people pretend what there not jus to get noticed... and the others are surprised to find the real u after a while.Dont listen to me or anyone,stay truthful,bs lasts only so long
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looks like if your new here u get a hazing,than sarcasm..more like a club than a community,be nice to the new u were once
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Warmth
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Rise to me and let me gather warmth,
render me new again and take me slowly, a delicate essence softly will retreat.. firm resolve recaptures the light and takes it in, weak in its struggles it concedes to the touch, recaptured by it,the will is slowed to a sunrise, it moves at its own pace and will arrive when needed, first.. a glance at what is too come teasingly, and finally blinded if u examine too closely, once that tenderness leaves you are cold and shiver, it returns again always..it has never gone |
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Topic:
Enough
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nice,but dont give up
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Insecurities?
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Fight thru it,insecurity is just a perception not reality,what u find wrong others might find right.Take it and the feeling and make it yours,teach that feeling who is boss...other wise it will hold back from who u truly are or can be.
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Hi
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btw someone IM'd me,but didnt respond when i said hi back..is there a secret handshake or does latency connection interfere..
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Hi
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Im a spring chicken that is new to this form of dating scene,this site is more interesting than i thought...it has many sections and more of a small community in its feel..well i like to write so hope to join u.Ty to those that made it,cya round
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Topic:
Empty hands
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Move me with tendencys of care,
Illuminate me to a mutual understanding, My hands remain empty from holding shallow, empty souls.. They begin to numb after time,they wont hold anything close again, Yet hope arises slowly as a faint heartbeat stirs them back, Can they hope to hold or take what is offered?, The open palm is the geture of trying once more.. |
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find him
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windswept passion belonging to none,
a heart bearing tender thought is carried away, traveling with purpose to a place near to some, it ends the journey with a caring stop...its found its home..a place to stay |
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Topic:
Who Makes The First Move?
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the one that makes the first move is usually the one with guts enough to take a chance,man or woman
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