- Member since March 25, 2006.
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She stood by the window, the light spinning her hair into streamers of liquid gold, which flowed over her shoulders and down to her slim waist, and hid her face from sight. Her800 words, 4 comments, December 9, 2004. In <200 lines
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I watched him jerk up on the glowing spell-rope that wrapped around her wrists, and saw a look of pain cross her face as she was roughly pulled to her feet. As if that wasn't e
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He was looking right at me, eyes wide, as I was preparing to tell him my secret. He must have noticed my eyes by now; perhaps he already knew what they meant.
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She's standing there, on the top of the cliff. She's come up here to hide, once again, from her love. He's let her down too many times; he says, I'll be there, and then when sh
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a brush of fingers over keys;
the piano voices a gentle complaint,
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- vibrations of a dreamless sleep at allpoetry
I'll be back to finish this later!
- [ it's one of those sights that makes for a ] at allpoetry
it's one of those sights that makes for a
perfect kodak moment--- - [stopped] at allpoetry
can you tell me what stopped the rain? it fell
for a time
