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#nightdwellers #beginninglinechallenge The promises died in his icy white breath, He sat there and waited for her nearing death.
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#nightdwellers #beginninglinechallenge The promises died in his icy white breath, He sat there and waited for her nearing death.
Anthony - I shoved my bags roughly into the locker, pulling out the right things that I needed for the first few lessons.
Right now I'm in a different place. And though we seem apart. I'm closer than I ever was. I'm there inside your heart. I'm with you when you greet each day. And while the shines bright.
I came to your bedside today. I stood there with no words to say. I held your hand like you did mine as a child. I remembered the talk we once had about me being wild.
I awoke and touched a hand to my cheek. Received a reminder of just how weak. I've grown over the last few days. When I felt the tears rolling down my face. I supposed that you were in my dreams.
The box it sits. on my desk top. I walk to open it. Then i stop. I touch its engravings. Chiseled in stone. Is my name. My very own. I trace my fingers. Down the side.
From the gravestone of Alice - dearly loved wife sleep well - it's a short walk to town past the old boat yard and up the high street to the cafe where the locals meet for Cappuccinos with no...
40 days been and gone -since you left us all alone, A void-filled presence follows me, reminds me of your memory; Your sweetest smile, reassuring embrace, Your knowing look -which always set the pace.
So now Jonny and Matthew are in the plane worried if anyone will find them. They walk out of the plane very sad.
There's a lot of things in life that I just don't get I know I can't know everything obviously But I wish life wasn't so confusing Something really heartbreaking happened this week, and I know I'm...
I used to laugh at your shoebox of souvenirs, Little keepsakes collected over the years. Love notes and letters before texts were the thing, Moments in time describing how you made my heart sing.
Maybe one ill see you again,. Hopefully soon cause I can't take the pain,. Loosing you was my biggest regret,. One that won't leave one ill never forget,.
I wish I new how to save a life, Cause if I did u would still be here now, We'd still be together I'd soon be ur wife, But somehow this happend and nobody knows how, Everything has gone my world has...
I wish I could have told you all that I wanted to, I wish we could have done all that we planned to do, Our future was planned our whole lives together, Then it was snatched from our hands and blown...
My mother is dead. Pain pulses and pounds To the very finger tips of my being, Then curls back viciously, vacuously, Violating every sinew back to my heart.
[B]lack rose, dark shroud on [L]ife grows weary, grows night [A]nd day merge into Grey [C]an you see me mummy.
"Tell me everything you know of Tamar's plans Wilbur." Walter said, sitting back in his chair, Wilbur across from him. Wilbur stared at the calendar for a moment. August 28th it was.
Chapter 1~ Joanne's POV It was just a normal day. I was sitting on my couch watching TV when I heard the loud, and unforgiving knock at my apartment door.
(Authors note: hi sorry these are in parts I write them as real book length chapters.
The screaming erupted that day Like pop rocks from my Grandmother's mouth. My Mother, in the front house, was busy mopping the floor, And I, had been drifting, like a lazy bee, with nothing to do.
#sundayrepost That familiar and unpleasant feeling of anxiety was present in Thayne's stomach as he made his way slowly through the rows of beds and lawns.
A quick glimpse before I go out the door, another busy day in store. They smile as I wave goodbye, the small young girl begins to cry.
They are sleeping. Sleeping under the snow. Snow like a blanket. Keeps them in the deep sleep. We waddle around them. Or more like, the gravestones. "15 years...". But that won't make me.
As I drown in fathoms of pain, I know you won't come back again. And as I'm sinking, ever falling, It's your love that I'm mourning.