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How does it begin?
With a fleeting glance,
A surreptitious smile?
Do you seek me out?
Do I wait for you to find me,
Or should I take my chances
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I had given up
There was nothing left to do
I'd been working all on my own
Trying to stand apart from You
But now I see the truth
I know that I a..
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Don't toy with my heart
It wasn't so long ago
That it was left broken and bleeding
Crushed by some callous blow
Don't toy with my heart
Its onl..
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We are the shadow. We are the mist. We fear the sun and love the dark, wet places where even the moon and stars are hidden. We are the fearful; we ho..
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Annie
Don't look at a sunset unless you think of me. Do you remember them Bryce? Do you remember everyone we watched together before you had to leav..
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Dedicated to my little sister Shula.
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Dedicated to Elias, my little brother.
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The full moon moved across the sky, making the shadows strange, at once softer and harder, bolder and shyer than the normal shadows of daytime. Thing..
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This is a book I wrote many years ago. I am hoping to completely revamp the whole thing and turn it into something that is not childish!
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It is dark, dark as it always has been and always will be. There is no light, but from the lanterns and candles of the people. There is no twilight, n..
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