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After two weeks of silence,
Her head rose with the fading music,
And his face entered her mind again -
It didn't leave her all day...
David I, D..
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Unlike most stories of this kind,
Her faith faultered nearly every day,
Although her love increased
With every passing second...
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I hold you breathless to my chest,
As my cold hands grip your sodden hair,
You were going to cut it off
tomorrow, We fought last night about that.
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A snippet from a book which i'm trying to write, could be first chapter? Let me know your thoughts.
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This was my Valentine's day hell, written as found, no glamour, no editing, my crushed soul in it's entirety.
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A memory of a past lover, whilst at a concert with my current one.
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Another little snippet (I have a lot, just some thoughts, could turn into something bigger once i piece the jigsaw in my head together.)
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One of my first poems, written at the tender age of 16. It was a time in my life where I felt I had lost everything that made me, me.
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Just a little snippet
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I cannot tell you the agony I feel as I try to pull his image from the depths of my memory, the overwhelming urge inside of me as I remember, as I..
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