Uncalled for wordsI met a girl, I can not see, I met a girl, I can not hear, Still the girl is part of me. I wonder why she does not appear, I wonder why she stays so near... And why thoughts of her come and go and yet she is no one I know. I hear the wind at night blowing in the trees, I hear the rain upon the roof and whisper the name of the girl ,and hope she is warm and safe and wonder if she ever thinks of me. I think of all the things she has said to me, for clues to her identity. She is not a woman yet, nor a child. She is dark, but I see angel wings and light that shines so bright, she warms the darkest nights fUncalled for words
QuestionsI hope you answer this inquiry.Questions
That I am now reluctantly revealing I just want to know how you can cause all of these feelings That I am admitting here. Must you say a spell to place me in this trance? Why else would seeing you make me wonder
If we could ever stand a chance? How do you do that trick, the one where my heart begins to swell? Whenever you are present I feel like I’m in a stupid fairy tale. You take my breath away so I know you are a thief! For you also steal my voice Sometimes when I'm with you I can barely speak. The truth longs to escape but I've b
The Woods part 2 Maria's body was sore ,very sore ,but all physical evidence of what had happened the previous night were gone.She stirred slowly waking, she could tell it was morning from the slight chill in the air, and the bright red appearance of the inside of her eyelids.What day is it? she thought straining to remember ,she slid out her phone and looked at the date which read 12:00 a.m Saturday the 11th wait its Saturday,...NO ! she panicked.Home, she thought frantically, I have to get home NOW! She turned making to run and collided with something hard.She and the thing she ran into fell to the groundThe Woods part 2
Living GhostI am a living ghost of someone long forgotten. My blood drips from the walls as a constant reminder of what I have become. It overflows gushing around every corner, covering everything in its ruby color . I struggle against the current as it threathens to carry me off . I search desperately for someone who will pull me out of my liquid grave. I cry out ,screaming with everything I have ,but no one notices, no one cares. I am a living ghostLiving Ghost
Let's KillA guy told me, "Your eyes are wonderful; they sparkle like stars." I killed him for I am an assassin.Let's Kill
Another guy came to me and said, "I love your lips. They pout as if they're begging to get kissed!" I killed him, too, for I am an assassin.
Then another guy walked towards me, looked into my eyes deeply, and spoke: "Your eyes are pretty and nicely-shaped, but your nose is too big! And your lips pout too much that it's longer than the tip of your nose! Also, you're so chubby! I could see your flabs! You also have 'wings' on your arms, and your legs are huge as if they're trunk of trees!" I did
Fate's Road To bind, to hold, to never let go...Fate's Road
She sat there, holding him in her arms. His cold body not stirring to take a breath. She looked at his face and smiled a sad smile as she remembered his lively face. She remembered happy times she spent with him, never to be lived again. A lone tear rolled down her face.
Ever changing, ever saying, never seeing...
More tears came, but her reason for not crying lay dead in her arms. She no longer cared. His blood ran down her clothes. She just held hi
Wow its been awhile
Peaceful
I'm happy you liked it!
You write well, too.
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