Slowly she unraveled
and bravely peeled apart
exposing her darkness
in all its authenticity
feeling vulnerable…
then free
by becoming undone.
(clicky)
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Dangerous Lilly
on Mar 11th, 2010
@ 15:58:
Love the contrast between the two….in that clicky you look……feral. rawr
thepinkpoppet
on Mar 11th, 2010
@ 16:02:
Intriguing click thru.
Barefoot Dreaming
on Mar 11th, 2010
@ 18:23:
always so well done
13messages
on Mar 11th, 2010
@ 18:50:
Beautiful. I love the click, too.
Vixen
on Mar 12th, 2010
@ 15:00:
Beautiful words….. Quite the click!
Genevieve
on Mar 13th, 2010
@ 03:28:
Ooh, terrific! Mysterious!
Jon
on Mar 15th, 2010
@ 12:01:
Cool poem!
HHNT
viemoira
on Mar 16th, 2010
@ 01:06:
I’m intrigued, was there an event / masquerade? Is there a story behind that lovely cuff?
vanimp
on Mar 16th, 2010
@ 08:43:
Aaahh no the cuff is something I found hunting through a favorite thrift shop. I’m planning on doing something steampunky with it
The mask … was made specifically for a fetish night but it squishes my nose and I can’t breathe properly and I had a leather corset on that night so breathing was a wee bit restricted anyways haha. So now it lives on my wall.