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I am:
zed zed, 60 years old, male, heterosexual
From:
Isle of Man
Seeking:
Female, heterosexual
Languages:
English
Education:
BA/BS (4 years college)
Income:
Average
Relationship:
Taken
Kids:
Yes, we live together
Religion:
Other
Smoking:
Never
Drinking:
Never
Drugs:
Never
Star sign:
Pisces
Webcam:
Yes
What I look like
Hair color:
Black
Eye color:
Brown
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the imagination is a terrible thing to waste
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Shadows


The shadows start creeping up as I enter this hall
But I will not accept for me to sit and stall.
As I keep walking, they be come clear
Getting closer whispering “come here.”
I shake them off but they are to strong
They carry me away as they sing a song

A melody that must be heard
So smooth and gentle like a flying bird
Yet, it manages to fill you up with sorrow
Making every nerve and bone feel hallow
So clear and sharp it pierces trough your soul
But I need to ignore this and keep my goal

I move forward as I feel my flesh being torn
No matter how hard I try I can feel their scorn.
I make the effort to recall they are just shadows…
But they have hands and voices that speak of sorrows
A pain greater than flesh could ever know or endure

My soul starts to brake down as tears fall
Making my heart ache with pain…the pain this shadows feel
They starve for hope and dreams.
Taking everything I ever knew leaving my just an empty corps
…becoming a shadow
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delete the birthday picture dose not mean you delete our memories
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All that I am

Ignore me,
I am nothing.
Forgive me,
I was wrong,
I thought we
Could be happy,
You made me
Feel strong,
I’m sorry
I hurt you,
But it won’t
Be long,
Soon you’ll forget me,
And next time,
I’ll be strong.
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Amy
you still runaway from you self and you still keep lonely in you home and your cold life and bed
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just still waiting you Amy

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CARMEN DE TORRES Flamenco dancer
Flamenco dance what a great dance
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cruel lover

i remember us,
the familiar vapor of your breath
boiling in the spoon
sweet monster
maybe i left to soon
i never denied you
until you brought me close to death
still,
we did have some beautiful moments
didn't we?
i believed in your magic
my promise to you infectious
when your inside me
i have to remember to breathe
pain-free
so-free
free?
your love is not
the cost to much
still,i want
to taste you in my veins
i can not quit you
the cruel lover
who keeps me begging
always for more
heroin
remember the beautiful us
and let me,
love you no more
good-bye my beautiful monster
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i miss you Amy

Beloved, practice patience with this tongue,
Restricted to a single argument.
O, suffer that the voice has left unsung
Such loveliness its vowels should have spent.
I do deny that I have made a truce With Beauty:
Even now, at my expense,
She battles.
But let others' lips reduce
To language and recite the excellence
Of lily and of lark.
Let others' speech
Translate into stupendous song the merit
Of the moon, unworthy of my diction's reach.
All beauty but your own I disinherit:
Commend me that my voice is most content
To be a vassal to one argument.
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i got you Amy you spy on my profile and you are real concern about me and make a card for me thank you very much for your card
you can go to my link up right your page then click my friend and in your left par go to your blocks friend and remove me so you can send me what ever you want and you want i real did not contacet you tell tonight and i found you block me again i just send you what you send in my page which you open it all time you online
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11/3/2013 it is my birthday omg life goes fast and i am lose again
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Stay with me

I remember a prison of all memories
And I`m drowning in tears
Come and help me please
Stay with me Stay with me
Baby when the lights go down

I was so crazy
All the time I made you cry.
You walk away and never said goodbye
On and on, on and on
I guess I lost you Now your gone.

I tried to hide the pain,
But all I see is you
How can I do it?!
I don`t have a clue.
On and on, on and on
I guess I lost now your gone

I remember a prison of all memories
And I`m drowning in tears
Come and help me please
Stay with me Stay with me
Baby when the lights go down

I remember a voice
That was calling my name
And I now that someday
You will feel the same
Stay with me stay with me
Baby when the lights go down

I was so crazy
All the time I made you cry.
You walk away and never said goodbye
{ From: http://www.elyrics.net }
On and on, on and on
I guess I lost you Now your gone.

I tried to hide the pain,
But all I see is you
How can I do it?!
I don`t have a clue.
On and on, on and on
I guess I lost now your gone

I remember a prison of all memories
And I`m drowning in tears
Come and help me please
Stay with me Stay with me
Baby when the lights go down

I remember a voice
That was calling my name
And I now that someday
You will feel the same
Stay with me stay with me
Baby when the lights go down

I remember a prison of all memories
And I`m drowning in tears
Come and help me please
Stay with me Stay with me
Baby when the lights go down

I remember a voice
That was calling my name
And I now that someday
You will feel the same
Stay with me stay with me
Baby when the lïghts go down.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v7nvFKZQMGk
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you knew that a middle-aged man can be so desperate for wisdom he may try to make some up, and how deadly that can be to a youngster who believes him
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I'm not sure you get wiser as you get older,Amy, but you do learn to dodge a certain amount of hell.”
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just still waiting you to say one word
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from you to me

Where is the love

Where is the love
You said you'd give to me
soon as you were free
will it ever be
Where is the love?
You told me that you didn't love him,
and you were gonna say goodbye
but if you really didn't mean it,
why did you have to lie?
Where is the love,
you said was mine all mine, till the end of time
was it just a lie
where is the love
If you had had a sudden change of heart
I wish that you would tell me so
don't leave me hangin on the promises
you've got to let me know
Oh how I wish I never met you
I guess it must have been my fate
to fall in love with someone else's love
all I can do is wait
(that's all I can do)
yeah yeah yeah

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcHPNUN-U8E&list=PLD41C700D3040EFD6
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Killing me softly with his song

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
To listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me

He was strumming my pain
Yeah, he was singing my life
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly
With his song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O1eOsMc2Fgg
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sway dean martin

When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak

I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak

I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
You know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsgL35RCGcc
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Only You

Only you can make this world seem right
Only you can make the darkness bright
Only you and you alone
Can thrill me like you do
And fill my heart with love for only you

Only you can make this change in me
For it's true, you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
I understand the magic that you do
You're my dream come true
My one and only you

Only you can make this change in me
For it's true, you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
I understand the magic that you do
You're my dream come true
My one and only you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5p2k55F-uag
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from me to you i know you there and know you still want it

TAKE MY HEART

You say you're finished with love
That you'll never love again as long as you live
But believe me, you'll love me again
If for once, you find it in your heart to forget
Take my heart
I can undo all the wrong, let's start
Just a little bit of love goes far
You'll begin to live again
Take my heart
Come on back where you belong, let's start
You can do it if you take my heart
You'll begin to live again
Now that you've seen the bad side
There's a chance that you won't find the heart to forgive
But believe me, there's always the good side
In a world just made for us, where lovers can live
Take my heart
I can undo all the wrong, let's start
Just a little bit of love goes far
You'll begin to live again
Take my heart
Come on back where you belong, let's start
You can do it if you take my heart
You'll begin to live again

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUw03tvztsE
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thanks
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Infidelity

You have not conquered me—it is the surge
Of love itself that beats against my will;
It is the sting of conflict, the old urge
That calls me still.

It is not you I love—it is the form
And shadow of all lovers who have died
That gives you all the freshness of a warm
And unfamiliar bride.

It is your name I breathe, your hands I seek;
It will be you when you are gone.
And yet the dream, the name I never speak,
Is that that lures me on.

It is the golden summons, the bright wave
Of banners calling me anew;
It is all beauty, perilous and grave—
It is not you.
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The Ballad of the Lonely Masturbate

The end of the affair is always death.
She’s my workshop. Slippery eye,
out of the tribe of myself my breath
finds you gone. I horrify
those who stand by. I am fed.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

Finger to finger, now she’s mine.
She’s not too far. She’s my encounter.
I beat her like a bell. I recline
in the bower where you used to mount her.
You borrowed me on the flowered spread.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

Take for instance this night, my love,
that every single couple puts together
with a joint overturning, beneath, above,
the abundant two on sponge and feather,
kneeling and pushing, head to head.
At night alone, I marry the bed.

I break out of my body this way,
an annoying miracle. Could I
put the dream market on display?
I am spread out. I crucify.
My little plum is what you said.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

Then my black-eyed rival came.
The lady of water, rising on the beach,
a piano at her fingertips, shame
on her lips and a flute’s speech.
And I was the knock-kneed broom instead.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

She took you the way a woman takes
a bargain dress off the rack
and I broke the way a stone breaks.
I give back your books and fishing tack.
Today’s paper says that you are wed.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.

The boys and girls are one tonight.
They unbutton blouses. They unzip flies.
They take off shoes. They turn off the light.
The glimmering creatures are full of lies.
They are eating each other. They are overfed.
At night, alone, I marry the bed.
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Seawater Stiffens Cloth


Seawater stiffens cloth long after it’s dried.
As pain after it’s ended stays in the body:
A woman moves her hands oddly
because her grandfather passed through
a place he never spoke of. Making
instead the old jokes with angled fingers.
Call one thing another’s name long enough,
it will answer. Call pain seawater, tree, it will answer.
Call it a tree whose shape of   branches happened.
Call what branching happened a man
whose job it was to break fingers or lose his own.
Call fingers angled like branches what peel and cut apples,
to give to a girl who eats them in silence, looking.
Call her afterward tree, call her seawater angled by silence.
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Infidelity

“Talking only makes me feel more alone,”
you said once in the car outside the clinic.
Two years later, you spoke the same sentence
word for word one night after friends had gone.
Within a month, you’d erased yourself    . . .
Erased? “To absent oneself,” I found scribbled on
a wrapper a year later    . . .
Now sunlight and tree
shadow rush over the windshield of  the car:
I’m talking with my new wife — then gone, absented.
“Sometimes I feel almost too much joy,”
you wrote from the balcony of  your cheap
hotel in Paris. “What are you thinking?” she asks.
Light shutters across us. Wherever you are
in me I’m there, though it’s not what you wanted.
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Infidelity

You have not conquered me—it is the surge
Of love itself that beats against my will;
It is the sting of conflict, the old urge
That calls me still.

It is not you I love—it is the form
And shadow of all lovers who have died
That gives you all the freshness of a warm
And unfamiliar bride.

It is your name I breathe, your hands I seek;
It will be you when you are gone.
And yet the dream, the name I never speak,
Is that that lures me on.

It is the golden summons, the bright wave
Of banners calling me anew;
It is all beauty, perilous and grave—
It is not you.
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