

Watching the Rain Come DownThere's a sinking sadness, it's passing through as the rain drops through my fingers and on the top of my head. It's not so much the rain as it is the gloom of the ground beneath, the humid air. In my one arm, she was there. Her waist was perfectly around my arm and connected to my hand, and she laid her head on my shoulder even though as we walked, her head sometimes bumped up and back down my shoulder lightly. Really, I didn't mind at all.Watching the Rain Come Down
So, we walked out onto the driveway, the keys in my hand. Her hair, it was long and dark brown, almost black, a little wet from the dropping rain below. Every now and then, I'll look at her a


Plague of Meplague of me:Plague of Me
there's that feeling in the morning, the feeling that if i don't wake up i just may never get up. and there's that loathing in my decision, and there's that owning in my pain, there's that burning sensation of hesitant contemplation while i am...
i'm losing it, i'm losing what i grasped to tight. i'm losing it, this may be my...
every word that you say, it feels like a damn disease, i can feel your breath against my cheek, i can feel your plague inside of me and your breath is just used air, toxic to taste, you taste like disrepair,
and
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We're all pawns, my dear.
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gotten a lot of awesome reviews on it so far, but only two people have finished so far.
the first 21 chapters are available to anyone here: [link]
the chapters after 21 can be asked for and i'll most defitely give them
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BY STARLiGHT STOCK
also, please check out my love's work. <3
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We're all pawns, my dear.
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I like them.
and your works shiny.
but man..DUDE
BROTHER OF ONE OF THE COLLEST CHICKS EVER!
that hair is PIMP!
you my friend will go far in life, because your hair... is so god like.
/em bows
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Ameas Qua.
my hair, sadly, isn't red anymore
thanks a lot man for the comments
and from what ive heard your quite the writer..
so rock on little dood.
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Ameas Qua.
Welcome, bish
Ish about damn time you took my advice on something.
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"What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I am the Irish Pistol |--`
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