What would you have said?
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SW-User
lol I had similar on my bed with an ex gf, not from actually peeing the bed but she was excitable lol
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In a land of whispers, where shadows reign,
A tale of steel and rain unfurls its refrain.
Where secrets dance in the veils of night,
And hearts beat silent in the absence of light.
Through murky waters and tempests fierce,
A lone figure wanders, burdened by his fierce.
In echoes of past, where lies are spun,
He seeks redemption 'neath the fading sun.
With each drop that falls, a story untold,
Of sins concealed, of truths bold.
Yet in the storm's embrace, he finds his grace,
A chance to rewrite destiny's chase.
For in the depths of darkness, hope still gleams,
Like a beacon amidst the shattered dreams.
And though the path be rough, and trials abound,
He'll rise, unyielding, on hallowed ground.
So let the steel rain fall, with its somber sound,
For in its symphony, redemption is found.
In the crucible of fate, where shadows wane,
A new dawn awaits, in the realm of Robert Frost's domain.
In a land of whispers, where shadows reign,
A tale of steel and rain unfurls its refrain.
Where secrets dance in the veils of night,
And hearts beat silent in the absence of light.
Through murky waters and tempests fierce,
A lone figure wanders, burdened by his fierce.
In echoes of past, where lies are spun,
He seeks redemption 'neath the fading sun.
With each drop that falls, a story untold,
Of sins concealed, of truths bold.
Yet in the storm's embrace, he finds his grace,
A chance to rewrite destiny's chase.
For in the depths of darkness, hope still gleams,
Like a beacon amidst the shattered dreams.
And though the path be rough, and trials abound,
He'll rise, unyielding, on hallowed ground.
So let the steel rain fall, with its somber sound,
For in its symphony, redemption is found.
In the crucible of fate, where shadows wane,
A new dawn awaits, in the realm of Robert Frost's domain.
Glossy · F
@FrogManSometimesLooksBothWays
Beneath the weeping sky, the scars etched deep,
A map of battles fought, secrets to keep.
The whisper of names, a mournful choir,
Fueling a fire, burning ever higher.
But whispers morph to shouts, a battle cry,
As strength ignites within his weary eye.
He faces the storm, with purpose anew,
Forged in the darkness, a warrior true.
Beneath the weeping sky, the scars etched deep,
A map of battles fought, secrets to keep.
The whisper of names, a mournful choir,
Fueling a fire, burning ever higher.
But whispers morph to shouts, a battle cry,
As strength ignites within his weary eye.
He faces the storm, with purpose anew,
Forged in the darkness, a warrior true.