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Her voice still resonates deep in my head. She is these in a
sense that still, to this day, I can’t forget. The little bits and pieces of me
t..
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In the deepest parts of the night, I feel as though I can
still smell your perfume wafting past me. It is a delusion, at least my brain
thinks it is..
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As
the night led on, and sirens were behind her, a voice in the back of her mind
continued to say, “We’re almost there,
just hold on; ..
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Let this show called life reach its calm soliloquy. I have
had enough of these little battles within the plot line; they are starting to
wear down t..
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Andro woke up to
sounds unfamiliar and in a house unfamiliar as well. His head was pounding for
some reason and his ears were ringing very faintly...
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It endlessly baffles my mind about how she says that I am her
guardian, and she calls me as such, but she can still love another. When she
can say t..
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We
sat there, isolated in the middle of the demise. We had only each other to talk
to as the fire we sat between crackled with every ember that deci..
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Graceful elegance is somehow starting to possess me. I am
uncertain exactly how it is happening, but I know that it is. There is this
feeling, this ..
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I hear the violinist in the background as we finally find
our way to our secret hideaway…the place we have been looking for. That little
gaze..
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I know so well your confusion…and that is what breaks my
heart. It hurts not the most to see that you love another, but say that I am
still y..
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