science fiction
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She caught me admiring her former in tight jeans, the shapely bump, and long slender legs, the flat stomach how was it supposed to resist. To top it off she was beautiful too and she asked me if I was enjoying the view. I immediately blushed and apologised for objectifying and sexualising her. I was…
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I need to feel love back when I give it, I need to feel the same passion in return, I need to feel equal desire, I want to feel both of us burn. Who’s with me!
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Happiness is only ever a thought away. When things and times seem stressful activate the imagination that is within, grow wings and fly away and let your imagination soar, showing you wondrous feats of beauty, fun and majic. For you are an artist so go paint a masterpiece of happiness and love.
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She walked down the avenue lined by trees, dimly lit by a row of lamposts, as she walked into the beckoning gloom, behind her the light and trees bloomed as she shared the love and her light to all, the universe answered in a bright colourful thrall. For she was the lady of love and…
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She had a classic look and a timeless smile, a being of grace and inner peace. She possessed such wit and loved the fun, She loved days lazing in the sun, her perfect body she liked to show in classy and sexy tight clothes. She turned heads and she did not mind, She was often…
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She stood on the headland over looking the beach, watching the sea with all it’s power seethe and waves breaking onto the shore. Clouds hung low overhead and appears from the horizon where they seemed to merge with the sea. She felt the Claustrophobic throb in her head as if everything was closing in on…
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I went to a place of fantasy and dreams Where nothing was exactly what it seemed to be, Fantastic Creatures and aliens, Who shared their love And compassion. A place of many moons And planets with rings, And flying above me Were angels with wings. There were snow covered mountains Purple and lilac hills And…
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He climbed out of his car and saw her standing waiting for him walking over with a swagger swinging his keys on his fingers he looked her up and down. ‘That top, it’s not you, stripes don’t suit you’. Her smile she was wearing at the pleasure of seeing him faded. Disappointment took it’s place…
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Sat across the table from each other he looked at her as she gazed down at the laminated table top. ‘It is OK’ he said ‘everything will be fine, all things end.’ He blonde hair hung down covering her face as a tear dropped silently onto the table. ‘it was not my aim to hurt…
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The night is dark People distraught, They are running around Nerves are fraught, Who can believe That something like this, Can occur in a place of such peace. The lack of humanity So callous and brutal, Forced into situations unusual, Who would image it would end like this, At the gun of a murderous terrorist.
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