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Nekah Loves YouNever one to be shy Ever the playful little Kitten. She likes to eat Apples dunked in chocolate, and give Hugs to all her friends.Nekah Loves You
Lately she thinks the Universe revolves around her Voluptuous curves and Sexy long legs.
You know, she can be a real Obnoxious brat sometimes. Unless you feed her cookies.
Nekah, you're a real pain sometimes.


ACROSTIC 1 - BASTARDWhen have I ever been unkind? How did the world become so dim and theACROSTIC 1 - BASTARD
Years so full of uncertainty?
Diving in the back of my mind, I find the memories of us stuck away in closets, gathering Dust that clouds the colors that used to shine so vibrantly.
Yesterday, we had the world between Our palms and I could feel you, Under me, supporting me, embracing me.
Loving me wasnt enough? Even though I gave you my world and my heart,
All wrapped up in a basket with ambrosia and
Velvet ribbons, it wasnt Enough?
My world is empty


Stitch acrosticEverybody loves this cute little monster. X-tremely destructive is he! People flee at the site of all his evil cousins. Eeeeekkkk! Mertle thinks he’s ugly. Raaaaawwwwrrr! He growls at things he dislikes. I love you, Stitch! My dog, Lilo says, even though he’s an alien. Ectoplasmic detection dog, a blue-furred one. No doubt he loves coconut cake and coffee! The best experiment there is!Stitch acrostic
625 cousins, he has. 221, Sparky, was the first cousin caught. 627 is the only one stronger than him. (But Stitch is better)
So cute… so fluffy… so good. Yah. Try


It's AcrosticS ometimes it hurts E ven when I'm sleeping A ll I want is him N o one else can compareIt's Acrostic
C onstantly in trouble R unning from it all A lways coming and going B ut always on my mind T ime goes by slowly R easoning out his imperfections E ven when he hurts me E very thought of him is glorious


AcrosticHiding from Dostoevsky In my closet Panic attacksAcrostic
Populate the pages Of my twitching mind, I Pull the covers
Over my head To shield me from Oscar's wilde onamata-- My God! I can't say it! O spare me the syllabic Nature of your words Spare me all
The thousand consonants Riddling my brain Over complex vowel Sounds A E I O - You must End this, Edgar! Stop the calling, Questioning for Lenore Under tongue-tied rhyme, I implore! Please make them smaller. Pygmalion is no just Excuse for my fair lady. &nbs
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we're more than artists, we're works of art.
~artistic-advancement
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