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TomMuyldermans In reply to ManiekWilq [2008-12-29 18:21:18 +0000 UTC]
Thanks ManiekWilq! It is painted on waterpaper... I can understand ofcourse your lust for boobies, and no offence taken or intended at all, but is not actually ment to be erotic. The nudity just hints the fragility; swirling around in dreamy patterns, not knowing what might come to us... even less wich effect it will provoke within us thus. The eyes not meant to be seen, veiled me the border of that screen; Where are we going?? To the castle or to the forest? Am I as you are? Who would say? Show our way? Does time just wave over our shoulder? Or like a gentle bird whispering from above? Yes you may... perhaps today?? Is anything ever over? Is my heart a flower full of love? Are my words like rivers flowing? These are riddles remaining sober, waiting for an answer from above...
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ManiekWilq In reply to TomMuyldermans [2008-12-30 00:56:41 +0000 UTC]
Flow of words, like a river flow,
every letter like a rain drop on the ground... They are whispering, yet they scream loud, as if they had something important to say ... "Words like violance, break the silence. I hear them crashing in to my littel world". For a while the words seem like mud, mayby because of the wet ground. But suddenly the letters start to sing their song ... As if they were pure, simple, an clear.
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ikubaru13 [2008-12-29 01:28:06 +0000 UTC]
what is it? ehehhe
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