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~Drew 8 months later... I run, no sprint. I may be strong at magic but I didn't use a strong spell. If he recognises me it could kill him. I left so I didn't hurt him.
#adventchallenge Stack 'em high, Stack 'em wide, There's nowhere for those gifts to hide. They're all for her, My "furry" friend, My little Rabbit, Until Earth's end.
Not my regular but had to get it out....... Not my day at all it seems. 52 kids died on their way to school. Pictures of their parents are hunting the news.
There were some very profound and poignant letters to the future. I enjoyed reading every single one. Well done Opussians. Ok... This week there has been a crime against fashion.
Inspired by a song called "Hurt" by Johnny Cash & originally by Nine Inch Nails ;-) You can't take away my pain You can shift the weight of blame But I'll still take with me all the hurt And leave...
There are so many people in this world. 6741341066 to be persist.
I miss being a kid. I miss having cupcakes when we had a birthday party in class and the extra credit word being "happiness" in the spelling tests.
I take my dog for walks at night So I don't wake to heaps of shite... Strategically dropped instead Where I step once i'm out of bed.
The first day that we met Is a day I won't forget If I live to be a hundred years or more.
She was mad, He was left, Before that night, She'd known nothing right. They were like kids, Loving little games.
Daddy, why's your face all wet and red. Why's there blood under Mummy's nails. The screaming woke Teddy up And made him a-scared and pale. Who wished Death into the house And the other to Jesus' keep.
The TV flickers on with a buzz as you awake. You find yourself strapped into a leather chair in what seems to be a metal room.
Sitting in the lounge room of our home I look at Alystair and Constantine's toys strewn around the place I can't help the sigh that escapes me as I get to my feet and start cleaning the room for what...
There were tantrums and tears At this bash for New Years Plenty of booze And tempers to lose And it was the kids Whose night hit the skids Party hosted by their mother But they left for another Small...
Just two weeks more, my sweet,. Then our hands and lips will meet,. Actions born from words unsaid;. The whispers wrote whilst in bed,. Curled with the duvet, encased,. Imagining your sweet embrace -.
I wrote this after listening to rap music so was prob under the influence - lol +16 only (offensive language, sexual content). Not for the easily offended.
(10) Flash back: The Moment That Change Our Lives Today was April 27th, 2008. I was a typically raining day in Valley Cove not to rainy or stormy it was just right.
(8) My New Friends About five minutes later Michael walked back into the room and plop onto the bed.
Ugh it's short I know I'm just waitin till the party coz then ull get a shock :P We were in a gang, again, the four of us.
I look back as I face ahead, take your jagged blade and cut my frayed thin thread. I hang loose and then I fall, into mud and off the ball. I can't be me, not when you're watching.
Prologue: A man runs through the street, obviously panicking. Many people close their curtains on him. Masked men chase after him. His is backed into a corner. A Masked man walks up to man.
I caught a fairy on the wind,. Wings and legs all entwined,. She wiggled in my tight grasp. But I held her by the ankle, fast,. "There's no use wishing on me,. I can't grant anything," said she,.
Chapter 3 ~ She opened the door. And there stood Justin. He had a big box of chocolates and a red gift bag. "Hey. Happy birthday Poppy!" Justin shouted hugging her.
Beauty queen of only eighteen. She had some trouble with herself. He was always there to help her. She always belonged to someone else. I drove for miles and miles. And wound up at your door.