I saw my old gypsies. I was surrounded by people I love and missed. We sat in my old favourite place, drank and conversed. I was home. It was bliss.
And then I woke up.
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From the desk of V. L. Marlowe
About Me
- V. Marlowe
- I come here to express what's botherin' me in the world. To tell stories about the fools i meet and the dolls i love. Or to share what i like to see, hear, or taste. I believe in the finer things in life.
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- Please, go away.
- The Red Shoes
- Something happened.
- It's just the way it is
- I'd rather have a paper doll that i can call my own
- A slight change in the weather.
- The promise land
- Last night I was in heaven
- stirred emotions
- If I didn't care
- a collection of memories
- I remember once,
- When i think about it.
- My dearest Jon,
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waking up is a necessary evil; without waking up, we would never be able to appreciate our happiest of moments.
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