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As she went off to get the drink it gave me a chance to look around, and what I saw, it can only be described as beautiful, just the detail the color, everything in its prober place holding...
A feminist met a chauvanist on a summers day She thought he was thick, He thought she was weak and the two refused to speak.
#acrostic When you turn and look back at me I can see That your hearts filled with misery Think of what we used to be I made you weak at knees We were so In sync in our beliefs When I...
You came and saw and conquered, Took me over from the start, Is it any surprise you Found yourself caught in my heart.
Hearing the notes bounce off from the walls and the floors, she got on her toes and spun. Her hair in a high ponytail and her fringe loose.
I stood up, tall and lean and towering over many, and swept my crystalline eyes over the crowd.
I had finally broken up with Jessica. The breakup liberated my feelings of neglect due to her disinterest in “coming out.” The truth was, I was tired of sneaking around. I was tired of the games.
The crack resonates as your heart breaks, you can't hear the weeping sound your heart makes, as it creates ripples as you are emotionally crippled you drop like skittles, bowled over striked out,...
You appeared in the blink of an eye. You make me laugh you make me fly. Like a well aimed shot in my face. you stun me daily with such grace. Now it seems you own my heart.
She saw him every week at the local supermarket. Always on a Friday night. She thought he was ruggedly handsome. In fact a bit of alright. He always seemed to catch her eye.
I saw you first on a train Jumped on last second Sat down in the seat behind My eyes were beckoned You caught it every day Always in utter haste My heart would flutter with butterflies Train time...
I stopped. If he managed to get in here, it meant that there was a way out. Happy thoughts of me running out in the open filled my mind. Oh how I now longed to be free.
Ang love, darating na lan yan ng kusa. Minsan, nagiging impatient tayo na hindi tayo makaintay pero love moves in mysterious. Minsan, the most funniest and weirdest ways pa.
3 little boys. Running and yelling. Saying hello to strangers. Supposedly "afraid of nothing". We came to church one day. Before their choir class. A lady said hi. And they calmed down at last.
Today, another day to drag myself out of bed. Outside the skies grey, rain threatening. My head is pounding, aching from a lack of sleep, as I slowly roll back the covers.
Late at night, about eleven. Time for bed, oh what heaven. Telephone began to glow. A number that I didn't know. Picked it up, a voice so meek. Said listen John we need to speak.
Ett medelålders par från norra USA längtade en kall vinter till värmen och bestämde sig för att åka ner till Florida och bo på hotellet där de tillbringade bröllopsnatten tjugo år tidigare.
I arrived in the new city, Suitcase and map in hand, I had a little pity, As it did not go as planned I saw the man on the street, He had sadness to his eyes, He rested his blistered feet, And...
Boxes are still crowding the room. I'm just sat on the windowsill, through the window I can see an old harbour, and seagulls flying over. What a peaceful day...
And then there was you. Back to the wall, Drunk but still standing, No-one left to call. Smiling and laughing, Swaying hips. Awkwardly pissed. Either way your mine now.
She sat in the corner, tears running down her pale, white cheeks. Her lifeless eyes stared back at me, as I watched her hug her frail bony knees to her forehead.
"What's your name?" the girl asks, And Marcus forgot, His first and last name, no, he cannot, Remember his color, Or his book that's of choice. It seems that our friend, Has now lost his voice.
One man was sitting in a pub on a barstool. A man walks in and sits beside the other man.
I am going to let you all in on a saga that has been taking place in my life for some time now...