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I'm not really here
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Batman

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Sherlock with Peonies

Sherlock

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roughened.

Beautiful People

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So

Photography

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Magic Tale

Drawing

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Literature

fifty two exactly

I wrote out on my favorite deck of cards reasons why I’m in love with you, fifty two exactly; I set them in your hands so that maybe you’d understand but I made a mistake and closed my eyes for a moment when a cool breeze lifted my hair and touched the back of my neck ever so gently feeling a bit like what your lips might this was another mistake for when I opened them you were gone and all of my reasons fifty two exactly; I had wrote for you in pretty flowing letters on my favorite cards were tumbling down the beach. Oh, how I hate the saying “thrown to the wind”.

Poets

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Literature

Two in the Morning.

The room was quiet, illuminated by a small light and a few candles, adding a warm glow to the two men cozying up on the couch. A TV flickered some random show, but neither the blonde nor the raven haired paid much attention. Tommy snuggled into the crook of Adam's right arm, the larger male's arm wrapping around and resting on the blonde's torso. The couple remained silent, the only sound being the quiet murmur of the television and the muffled sound of Tommy dozing off every so often. Adam smiled, watching his love doze off. He traced the blonde's hairline, slowly massaging his scalp as he snoozed. Adam gazed at Tommy, admiring the plump l

Great Stories

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Hands

Dark

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Literature

Adommy - Always

It was never really something Adam thought about; it just sort of… happened. Words flowed effortlessly from his mind and on to the paper in the notebook he always carried. Ideas, memories, lines; sometimes even just stupid little poems that may or may not make it into a future hit. It was all a process, a way to keep his mind busy and working. To keep his mind from the pain. “Adam?” Adam’s heart leapt up to his throat as the all too familiar voice broke through his thoughts. The pencil stopped moving on the paper as he swallowed audibly and turned his attention to the man standing in the doorway. “Can I help

Adommy

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Connection

Digital Art

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First contact

Animals

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Dead Alive

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Washed out

Speechless and stumbling over words. God words are frustrating. No words are even more so.

Journals

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Limbo

Others

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