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Daring
"M.I.A "
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| Herds (lead): | my oh my | Herds: | i need thumbs, WILD, nikki"S, gordy, plz stop by and thumb my bumm, just me, ★BB Lounge★ Beautiful Brunettes, Kel's Needin points bad $$, Lustful Thumbs, If you a lil sissy..don't bother, thumb talk | |
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She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam’d upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight’s, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view, A Spirit, yet a Woman too! Her household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty;
Unknown "M.I.A " Daring
- 16 years, 9 months, 12 days ago
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To my bride, I give you my heart Sharing love each day, from the very start To my bride, I give you my kiss Filling each day with joy and bliss To my bride, I give you my being To love, to play, to work and to sing To my bride, I give you my mind Learning each day to be more kind To my bride, I give you my soul Growing together to be more whole To my bride, I give you my life Rejoicing each day that you are my wife.
Unknown "M.I.A " Daring
- 16 years, 9 months, 12 days ago
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Ah, now this happy month is gone, not now, my heart, complain, nor rail at time because so soon he takes his own again. He takes his own, the weeks, the hours, but leaves the best with thee; seeds of imperishable flowers in fields of memory.
Unknown "M.I.A " Daring
- 16 years, 9 months, 12 days ago
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The shrines of old are broken down; the faiths that knelt at them are dead. Nothing’s strange, and nought unknown: all’s been done and all been said. Tired of knowledge, now we sigh for a little mystery. Yet, howsoever science delves, a few things still unplumbed remain. We know all things save ourselves, cannot will our joy or pain. Mysteries our hearts enthral; and love’s the strangest of them all.
Unknown "M.I.A " Daring
- 16 years, 9 months, 12 days ago
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He lay awake, with a harassed air, And she, in her cloud of loose lank hair, Seemed trouble-tried As the dawn drew in on their faces there. The chamber looked far over the sea From a white hotel on a white-stoned quay, And stepping a stride He parted the window-drapery.
Unknown "M.I.A " Daring
- 16 years, 9 months, 12 days ago
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HAPPY-WORKER
thumbs for sale
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