Sep 10, 2020
just held a club meeting where only 1 person showed up and it was an e-board member, am i the worst club president in all of college history?
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just held a club meeting where only 1 person showed up and it was an e-board member, am i the worst club president in all of college history?
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It was quite poetic the way she touched I still remember her embrace. As she dragged her fingers across my back I could feel the passion in her bones. She sought something more that was never there. Each touch sent a shockwave through my body. Inch by inch I could feel her discovering the different parts of me. I was afraid. I had never been felt in such a way. I was drowning in doubt of her love, but a strange feeling of home passed through her fingertips to soothe me. In this moment my soul laid like putty in her hand. My scars were hers and hers mine. In this time, we were one. Even so, she let me go
Angel’s Touch
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-Using
Please give me something I can't go on like this It hurts too much It cuts too deep How did it go amiss? I need help but I don't know where This is not a cry I am simply aware So I reach For something that isn't there It is the way of life I have always bared
-A Cry To None
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