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Ominous inked heavy clouds, Flashes and sparks of light, The sky trembling the Earth. Freezing rain brushing my cheeks, Drenched socks, Psithur..

Concealing feelings

It’s sometimes just the little things.

The cold damp sandy shore. The icy water numbing your feet. The Earth beneath crumbling. The whoosh of the waves. It is calling ..

Playing houseor with dolls.Swinging as highas you can.Feeling as ifthis will beforever.Untilit isn’t.Untilyou arein thatcap and grownwalking acr..

An ash washed sky. A fence of white powdered trees. The frosted grass below. Frozen in a never ending winter.

How will this car ride end up?

I haven't been on here in over 4 years! Wow. This is written in the second person because I wrote it for my boyfriend.

Why do I ask for help and then refuse it?

Dirty white Red stripped pins, In triangle formation; Standing tall At the end Of oiled wood floors. Fifteen pounds Sit against my hip; ..