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Category: Love
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beauty is awakeeyes shutwounds reopendarkness all aroundsharp and sweet beauty thinksdeath is heresmoke and fearshe breathes deepmetallic mist "He smiles and reaches for my hand. All the fight has gone out of me. Sleep becomes a possibility."
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Small town eyes have cleared over the years and teenage obsessions have turned into 9-to-5 nightmares. Incidentally, did you know dreams are a lazy way of saying, I have a story to tell? What we already know is the quickest route to boredom. What does one's innermost desire signify? Well, for Belle it's the need…
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Break the illusion + Contradict the ignorance =Change the perception
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speak if you must but keep any messages tucked up under your skull. today is not a day to let one's tongue off the leash. restless, reluctant, and generally redundant is the emotional forecast for the week. what's been coming out of your mouth is a poor imitation of sincerity, and all your sensibilities are…
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Micah didn't think of himself as a fish out of water. He didn't like the confinement of schools, is all. The more people wandered into his circle, the more Micah felt outside the action, like an observer of an experiment with which he had no connection. Crowds made for lonesome company, so the back of…
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An upright knight has made an offer: "Ride into the hills with me." Flask in handHooves pounding sandHit the trail all romantic likeUnder the hot whitePocket full of starsAnd coins so brightThey chase down everyLast shadow. The night never stays for long. A stranger.An angel in cowboy boots and a 3-piece suit.A savior. Check the…
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Dear Mesmeric Cleric, Please stay out of the light, away from the spin machine, and off the sticky track. It's so much better that way for both of us. And just so you know, you are right when you write: "The work must speak for itself." I agree on all seven levels. I don't…
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If you can't put a thought into words, then you're dancing in the big black empty. Yeah? I brewed a pot of peppermint tea. Here, let me pour you a cup. And if I don't get out of here soon for some water–I'm talking miles of the stuff–and some right proper dim sum I am…
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Damn your fake tan and that white dress, too (the thing doesn't fit me and it looks worse on you.) Is this what our conversations have become? Insecurities are battering rams we use to knock down and bruise and negate one another. Three years of demolition and we can't come up with a plan. The…
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And that dream! The glass-encased restaurant embedded inside the cave? There was even a waterfall. The setting was beautiful. A door opened onto a warm, cheerful dining room with long tables, red high-backed chairs, lots of candlelight, and flowers everywhere. Red and gold was the color scheme. Every station was supplied with wine and everyone…
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