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Almost like a quiver in his bones, he starts to fall apart. / Not because he's in pain (physically nor mentally), but because he never realized how brutal reality could be. To love someone you've respected and care
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The first kiss was better than our last. / It was more reserved, cautious and kind of desperate. I was trembling when your face got closer to mine, knowing that we were both new at this. (And that it would probably
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His chest, rising slowly, deep in slumber. His eyes, closed, but hardly enough. They're fluttering. He's probably dreaming of some majesticby Ebyru 400 words, 4 comments, on Oct 12 8:15 PM 2007. In , Dark, Depression, Fiction, First person, Horror, Love
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by Ebyru 300 words, 2 comments, on Oct 23 11:33 PM 2007. In Adult, Fiction, Friendship, Life, Love, Romance, Short story
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~I write because I'll die if I don't~1 / That seems to be the most popular choice among fellow authors. I write to live, I write to feel, I write to heal, I write to give.2
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I walked away from him. Passing one hand gently down his torso. Got dressed, looking back on what I had done. No regrets thus far. He looks peaceful and happy. I know I did something right. My cellphone rings. I pick up, stilby Ebyru 500 words, on Oct 24 2:26 AM 2007. In Dark, Fanfiction, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Horror, Short story, Weird
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by Ebyru 400 words, on May 14 11:37 AM 2008. In Adult, Dark, Depression, Fanfiction, First person, Love
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