All those zeros
TriumphNow I feel bad for not writing anything special for it.
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You Are Not AloneGhost elms, she had always called them. The pale white trunks that shone in the moonlight as she waited in the darkness of the wood. He wasn't there. And suddenly he was. Tall, and pale, with dark eyes that she couldn't look away from, and a narrow, cruel mouth that belied the sensuality of his lips. She felt the familiar quickening of her heart, shivers running across her skin, the warmth between her legs that made her blush and fold her hands protectively in front of her. He reached for her, but this time she backed away, just one step, flicking her long dark hair as if to conceal her heart-shaped face from his searching gaze.You Are Not Alone
by *Scarlatti
Second LoveHow can you possibly set things right for a child who has lost a parent?Second Love
"But why, Daddy?" she asked insistently.
"It's just the sort of thing that happens sometimes."
"But why couldn't she just get better?"
"She wanted to, sweetie. She didn't mean to leave us. She just got sicker and sicker and she couldn't help it."
"But why couldn't the doctors fix her?"
"They tried. They did their best. Sometimes they just can't fix everything."
"But why?"
Her shrill, incessant "but why?" continued all the way back from the gravesite, a repetitive, inco
by *Scarlatti
Fair"Tawny?!?"Fair
"Hilary? Ohmygod is that really you?"
The crowd of former classmates parted in surprise as the two blondes ran together squealing, then screamed before throwing their arms around each other. They broke, and as if on some unseen signal, struck identical poses. Waving their imaginary pom-poms, they recited in perfect unison:
"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest, cheeringest leaders of all?"
"We are!" the pair answered themselves, and they jumped up and down with each other, as amused reunionees around them gave their performance a smattering of applause, before returning
by *Scarlatti
HoundedOh nice one. Don't you even know how to open a train door? That guy behind you thought you were an idiot.Hounded
Back again? I thought I'd dealt with you.
As if. You're weak, just waiting to shrink back into despondency at the first setback.
Hey, I think that chick was checking me out.
Yeah right. She was staring at you thinking what a freak you are. An ugly, overweight middle-aged man leering at women half his age! She'll need to go home and wash the ickiness off now.
Nothing wrong with enjoying the view. Since the meds beat you down, I've been able to enjoy the beauty in life a lot m
by *Scarlatti
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take my hand. I. It all boils down to fear.take my hand.
You just watch. Your depression, your anger, your terror: fear (manifestations of, lovers to, expectations within). I know you have these things and I know what you make of them, because no one knows you quite like I do. You sit and you are afraid of dying and you are afraid of madness and yo
by ~livingcomforteagle
Everything and AnythingStopped by your house On my way to school Looked in your window Hoping to see you I heard the train a-tooting And the wheels against the track I can almost hear the teacher screaming “You’re late and sneaking from the back.” And everyone would laugh and smirk And I’d sit behind alone But I don’t really mind at all I got to see you smile And you’re everything and anything and all I would ever need.Everything and Anything
Sat in detention Watching the minutes pass Yawning as every second ticked my life away Stared out the door and I saw you walk by And sudden
by ~Skyepie
WindowI stand at the window once more, watching you go about your daily life. Placing hand on the clear barrier that separates you from me, I feel an icy coolness, such a contrast to the strange roiling pulses in my veins. I remember, when that frozen feeling did not exist, only the warmth of your hand. Longing, I think that’s what they call it, that bitter feeling whenever I look at you, this window… flawless glass, it’s so clear and yet you don’t seem to see me. I can only stand, palm pressed against frigid cold, and watch.Window
I watch the rain pelt upon that frosty glass, watching my breath turn to mist upon that smooth plane. You’re on
by ~Skyepie
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Tree lights"The stars are bright tonight. The sky is beautiful."Tree lights
"They aren't the stars. They are lights in the trees. The tree lights, and - don't ever laugh at me!"
"I'm sorry. Aren't they a bit high up for trees? I don't see any trees that tall."
"Well thats because they are the proud trees. They stay up so high that they can look down on everybody. Even lakes and seas. Entire cities are far below them, and because they are so proud, they had their leaves painted gold and made the moon hang faerie lights from them. They are far brighter than stars. And not as nice."
"Is that a fairytale?" &nbs
by *perso-melodia
Wine and sea "Honey? Where are you?"Wine and sea
"Where there is wine and sea, and I don't have to see anybody."
"But why? I'm waiting for you in the restaurant. You went on holiday?"
"Maybe. Its red wine. You don't like red wine do you?"
"That doesn't matter right now. The dinner is tomorrow. You need to go with me, I would look so pathetic going alone. I wanted you to meet my boss."
"I know you do, but I don't want to meet your boss. I want to stay where I am. Its very nice wine, and the sun is not bright today. I think its bright because I need it to be, the weather always likes me, I think i-"
by *perso-melodia
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"But when it comes to brute strength, I'm afraid I'm on the shallow end of the gene pool...."
Life's a bitch... and then you marry one...
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