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#adventchallenge. #acorns. Fallen angel, make no sound. As you walk upon the ground. No need for words, none do we seek. Silently your message speak. Spread your song for all to hear.
#adventchallenge. #acorns. Little Johnny's playing. All around the house. Loud as a battalion. Quiet as a mouse. In his room with Lego. Building knobbly towers. So much joy, this Danish toy.
#adventchallenge. #acorns. Here I stand upon the sand. Holding my guardian angel's hand. I don't know her name but I'm sure she knows mine. And I'm glad she's come down here for a time.
Mirror me in the mirror, Life is what you make it. Mirror me in the mirror, Don't be afraid to take it.
Oh sweet recall And memory Bring back winter's history, Of playing in The snow with you Like we were children, Snowball fight Till soaking through And building snowmen, We even did the cliché; Stuck...
#colour. #acorns. The luscious Ruby Dazzler was a stripper of repute. And she spent her evenings dressed in her birthday suit. She really was a beauty, best of 'em by a mile.
#household #acorns The needle makes its hole Searing, burns the soul Lay back, just forget It's not quite here as yet Brain and body mush Here...comes...the...rush....
#acorns Promises are broken Till when. I don't know Sitting here broken Again.
#acorns If I was a fruit I would be a watermelon Hard on the outside Inside so mellow The green on the outside will be my cover For the inside color I will save for my lover The Green that shows...
#halloweenparty. #acorns. Go down to the churchyard. Give it half a chance. You may see the skeletons. Doing a little dance. They come up to the surface. Through a system of holes.
#halloween. #night. #acorns. Embrace the night. And submit to its suggestion. Welcome it's silence. Theres no more to question. Release the shadows. That shape your mind. Translate the darkness.
#halloweenparty. #acorns. The night is young. The street is dark. Here is where. I make my mark. Check my make up. In the glass. My skirt's too short. Just hides my ass. Try to get. A man's attention.
#halloweenparty. #acorns. Breathe deep a gathering gloom. Sunlight's leaving every room. Bleeding through the nooks and cracks. To be replaced by inky blacks. The purple dusk has gone to ground.
#acorns. Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your golden hair,. So I can climb, towards the sky,. And meet you way up there,. Rapunzel, Rapunzel, naive in her youth,. Did so as the stranger asked,.
#halloweenparty. #acorns. Down among the dead. A place I sometimes go. Even though I'm only visiting. And there's no-one here I know. I come here for the solitude. And peace I gain herein.
Six foot three of as close to perfect as it gets, Red jeans, messy hair, eyes I'll never forget.
Blood spilling, feral screams, chaotic madness. I pay attention to none. I sit alone in a bathroom stall, locked away from a hellish nightmare. Hand clutches neck, blood stains dress.
#acorns If you were here What would we do Stay with the old.
#acorns My vows to you And I hope they'll stay true.
I scream for help. My plea is drowned under tidal roars. I gasp for air, but choke on ice. The ocean pulls me to its depths, calling for me. I resist. I struggle for life.
I'm haunted by you; Everywhere I go I see you In the crowd, Always a little Too far away To catch up to, But then I realise it Can't be you.
#acorns Knock knock Who is there. I am your future he says. Go away I am drowning in my past these days. Knock knock Who is there. I am your past he says.
(Chapter 1) A sultry August afternoon in Jubilee, Georgia brought down enough heat to kill a man...or so Jack Finney believed as he trudged about his daily duties at the Stop 'n Hop Station.
With so many tags here on Opuss, I thought it might be useful to gather them together.