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Trigger Warning
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Observing people in my hometown
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Written in response to an unrequited love.
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Listening to the Music of the Night (Yes, the Phantom of the Opera reference was intended :) )
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I woke up with these words and music in my head this very morning. I am not sure what I was dreaming, but for a poem/song to come of it, it must have ..
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I
could hear the screams from my cell. There wasn't anything to do but
wait until they threw the poor broken soul into a cell and walk away,
lea..
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The night
came and went without any incidences and before we knew it, we had
reached the next town. We were lucky that word hadn't spread of our
..
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The door
opened to reveal a young woman in a white nightgown with two large
dogs being held by the muzzle.
“Ah,
Julian. Come in, come in...
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Later that
night, while we sat around the table eating, the front door burst
open and tumbled two tall, well-build men in from the storm.
&ld..
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I spent hours
out gathering wood and picking herbs with Corey, in an attempt to get
him outside in the sunlight while it was still fairly warm. ..
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