The Bar

It was a cold and rainy night when he padded into the bleeding heart bar. his grayish fur was soaked and matted down looking disheveled and not all the great looking.

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Coworkers

_oh some of the others and i are going to the bleeding heart to have a couple of drinks. i've seen you leave by yourself several times on friday's. i thought you might like to join us?_ she asked. _oh...um...

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Crimson Curse

The bleeding heart isn't that far anyway." he pads back into his room and opens his wardrobe. "what to wear, what to wear..."

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Bleeding Heart, Weeping Soul

**bleeding heart, weeping soul** story copyright lobito (2003) written as an art exchange for lemurkat characters, setting, etc. intellectual property of lemurkat _"do i know you?"_ "i, uh... no. i... found a note from my mother, alianna.

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Scalet Serenade

To you one who can not see me this scarlet serenade may your know my poor bleeding heart and, in time, may your own heart know mine.

Desert Wind: Back to Life

I uh...i simply seem to find myself with a bleeding heart today."

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Live Again

Souls intact, they survive endless night toughened, hardened by ever wound bleeding hearts, no end in sight fending for life only to die for we die again and again, before our bodies join us in the end.

Hyenidae

_crocuta spelea_, she pumps in my blood, heart pounds, legs pound, lungs pound, mind is silent. silent as the death it mates with. stronger than _lupus dirus_, yet weaker with each passing evolution. she sighs, she dies.

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Despair, my Dear

You taunt and gloat as my bleeding heart, it refuses to be tame. agony, sweet and pure, only as i break, my heart for you, so destitute, and distraught in your wake. solitude, shy, and timid, you plea to be hid from all.

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Of Cocks and Better Men

Theres the feral shaft of a canine, my first of many, heralding in my future desires and ultimately led to my first crisis, bringing a bleeding heart that shall never clot. he took me, naive as we were, as our first.

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(Dream Journal) I Miss You Rachel

My bleeding heart raced from excitement and my mouth continued to salivate. i thought of gutting her open like a pig, to see all her warm and messy innards and how it will feel to dig my teeth into them. i couldn't get enough of it! just a few feet away.

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