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Favorite prose
A missing person
Pooling Waiting for... Blurred Vision More Attractive Can't find my voice Forgive me Master.. Let's work... Lesbian Encounters.. Scarlet Reflections Innocence Out in the Rain Agraphia Secret to... Perfect nights sleep close your eyes. slip your tiny fingers in between mine. it still makes me shiver every single time. A Quiet Boy
This heart still believes that love and mercy still exist. But....
for every breath that i exhaled you took less then half smiling at the way i looked as you lied on my lap then i woke up screaming and i couldn't take it back. A Quiet Boy
Love me or hate me.
for it's in you
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the waiting almost killed her Read the previous one. It's a whole different story. literally and figuratively. even though it's about the same thing: waiting. "please no..." the little girl whispers. afraid. deathly afraid. shaking uncontrollably. unable to get warm, no matter which way she turns. The demon just ignores her barely audible pleas. It continues to hiss in her ear. You must hurry. Before it passes. Fix it. Fix yourself. You know what to do. You know you want to. "please no..." is all she can whimper, "please no... please... no... no... no..." choking on confusion, unsure how to deal with this fatal choice. Do it quickly. Don't worry. The demon's voice rages everywhere, invading her head. violating her. I'll lead you there. She watches, horrified as the demon's hand looms over her, ready to cut her umbilical cord. to rip her away; to expose her. Times awasting. We don't have all the time in the world. Breath stealing pain shoots through her again. Doubling over in agony, she huddles in the corner as if it will protect her from her fears. Trying to hold them in, she curls up in a tense ball as small as she can, wishing she could just disappear, never to have existed in the first place. Cold tears soak into her skin. She can't stop shivering but the demon just screams louder. It rakes sharp nails across her body, destroying the protective flesh over her heart, leaving dark red ribbons in place of her stomach, and a bloody mess where her face once sat. Do it now, the demon commands her with pitiless disgust. NO! She wants to scream back with all the air that's left in her lungs, but she can't. Unable to even steady her hand, all she can do is beg for her life, but the demon is relentless. You're worthless now. Just do it. "please no..." she cries softly with indecision, knowing she should have listened to her dreams... and knowing it's too late. please no. Forever Broken
Pieces scattered to the darkness Leave something of yourself in my book I'm gonna smile my best smile. I'm gonna laugh like it's going out of style. Look into her eyes and pray, that she don`t see... That learning to live again, is killing me.... Garth Brooks
if time was a place we could travel through
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Favorite poems
Remains
Grand Theft Lazy Bastards Realistic Blues What I Know Memory Frustration Observation Change. Or. Die. Dark Lyrics Favorite Things Sordid Wretch Crying Cryptic copout Couldn't help... "Hello, this " Sleepy happy gooder Cold Discourse Everybody wonders Numbing Thoughts I cry out Perfection Forsaken Can't be you Lullabies Inside and Out It would be nice Commentary A single Tear "I turned to view my steps well worn, trails of mist in the naked eye. As exhaustion came one final fell, I enjoyed not wanting more." A. Noble for all the lost words for all the missed romances for all the masters for all the unknown chances
I dedicate this one is a hopeful romantic as hopeless as this can the meaning of life be found in a kiss does nothing else matter beyond sharing bliss did you ever wonder what you might miss Candora sometimes I just want someone save me as if somebody really could and sometimes I think I'll believe it if they want me to if only somebody would Candora
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