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What if...The rain fell softly, a gentle mist over the field. The dampness permeating my clothes as I walked on the red dirt of the track. I felt him move closer and my heart sped up, we had been avoiding this topic all night and I knew it was here. With the sound of my shoes scraping in the dirt and the low chatter of those walking near us I heard him, almost a whisperWhat if...
“I really like you…”.
Questioningly he looked over. My hands were gripping the strap of the bag I was wearing, his. I slowly looked up and our eyes met. “I… I…” I stuttered. I couldn’t express what I was trying to say, “I
by ~thisautumnairreminds
A Darkening GrayThe bright red Of his hoodie, standing out in the gray- Colored sky, mesmerized by the rain It falls gently, creating a calm So different from his feeling of anger Thunder shakes the sky, as if it knows how he feelsA Darkening Gray
Things are different now, they just dont feel Like they did before, the once happy red Now looks like anger You can see it in his eyes, turning gray They seem to be an eerie calm Reflected by the rain
It begins falling harder, the rain Though its pounding its something he can't feel The spreading quiet, the eerie calm The world
by ~thisautumnairreminds
.+no title+.A young girl, no more than 11.+no title+.
Feeling fear that no one ever should
Not a fear of monsters, but of death
And that death not her own
The death of a man, twelve years her elder, her brother
Who she loves more than anyone and misses dearly
She crawls in bed and grasps his stuffed bunny to her chest
Just like every night, she prays for him
Deathly afraid of what might happen if she forgets
And as she stares up at the moon and the sky
She realizes just how small she is in the world
But she knows its the same
by ~thisautumnairreminds
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Reciprocating MovementBeauty is in the eye of the beholder, For if you love something it will look beautiful. Maybe not to others But it definitely will to you.Reciprocating Movement
I want to hold you in my arms, I need someone as great as you, But someone who actually Wants me to hold them too.
Love is a strange thing You can’t choose who you fall for. Which is in fact rather annoying When they don’t love you back.
Life is a mystery, And so is love itself, I want someone to love me. Preferably you or someone else Who is as great as you.
by ~despairinspired
The Beautiful TragedyLooking down, I see the waves, Crashing, folding there beneath me. I wonder how many souls they've claimed, Like me the waves are sad and lonely.The Beautiful Tragedy
I spit, over the edge of the cliff, Leaning over I watch, as the white speck falls. It soon joins the foam, lining the tide, Stepping forward, I stare down at the shore.
Oddly, the wind is now quite still, I can see my breath lingering in the freezing air. My body's begun to shake, due to the sudden chill, I wonder if people will notice, or even care.
My feet have left the ground, I'm spinning, pirouet
by ~despairinspired
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- Current Residence: out here in the valley
- Interests: writing, music, friends, guitar, running
- Favourite movie: boondock saints, garden state, howls moving castle, spirited away
- Favourite band or musician: muse, four year strong, sixx: a.m.
- Favourite genre of music: alternative rock, some hardcore
- Operating System: vista, not by choice.
- MP3 player of choice: iPod video
- Favourite cartoon character: calvin and hobbes
- Tools of the Trade: paper, pencil, good inspiration, caffeine
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~wackiest ~ the 'Artist' me, if you like crap, have a look. Or if not, have a look at my more poetic side ~despairinspired
Ello dawlin. 'Tis I, the emotionally disturbed freshman in your Geometry class! 8D
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"...Is it dead?"
--The Boondock Saints
ily girlie ^_^
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