NOX AND CHANCEA Story by Vanessaseries soon-to-be
“There is a knocking, you suppose??”
Opposing person, yes, you see, nods apathetic head.
“You’d find me any place but here.
Yet surely, someone knocks.”
Reply, was that. Shaky, shaky still at red-hot anger
Within vexed companion
That is just across the row.
“Weather’s lovely,
Don’t you say??”
Says hopeful lips,
Shaking knees.
A scowl,
Salty, nimble scowl,
Comes a-sailing from Delusion.
Hot and angry, came the words.
“Dank… and damned, I’d tell you are we.”
Says a willing friend.
“NO!!” his hands in the air.
“This world, it is lovely, if only to be given..
A chance.”
To this, a drained voice replied,
“Do explain. For there,
At that horrid, wooden wasteful door
Knocks someone, something.
There, behind the door is Destiny.
© 2008 VanessaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 26, 2008 AuthorVanessaAbout-As an introduction . . . . every place that I go gets an even number of steps. Yet, I don't very much like symmetry. -I love the smell of wet moss when it rains. -There's this ama.. more..Writing
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