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ConnectingThe music swells I falter The beat goes on without
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I will wait Even if you forget that Tomorrow never comes Connecting
by ~Last-Sunset

Silence On The Other EndHe listens with almost no interest, nodding absently every so often. It makes you wonder if he's actually hearing the words you say or if he's lost in his own thoughts. Your conversation continues as if he isn't there. You could swear he really isn't most of the time. He's quiet enough to escape notice for a long time.

Turn your head, he's standing there. He's heard everything as you somehow knew he would. He knows a lot of things, a lot of secrets that no one thinks he would have a clue about. It's because he listens and he remembers. He doesn't remember everything; the words don't cooperate like that. They never hav Silence On The Other End
by ~Last-Sunset

RunHe wasn't really sure what he was trying to find out on the endless stretches of road. He wasn't really sure how much distance would be enough before he could begin to forget. Everything just seemed to be parts that meshed together and never fit. He was out of balance, out of line, out of sync of what happened around him. He had been absorbed so completely in one person that he doubted every step he took.

Was this really him so far away from his home?

These thoughts struck some sort of cord in him that nearly begged for him to go faster, to push a little harder. Flying so fast was dangerous but it seemed that no ma Run
by ~Last-Sunset

SeasonsThey sat together on the top porch step, hands intertwined and a head resting on the other's shoulder. So many years had passed since they sat together in such a way. The position had been one to offer comfort and trust. Slowly, memories passed over both of them as time seemed to slow. Spring. Summer. Fall. Winter. Seasons of joy, of pain, of love, of loss, of laughter, of tears, of hope, and of fear. Time slipped backwards with each tear that fell from the younger one's eyes.
She was two and he was five. A shy boy with two different colored eyes hid behind the woman who had taken him far from his home. The girl s Seasons
by ~Last-Sunset

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Needed: One heart.All these words are somehow just creating more of a problem. I can't tell you how I feel. I can't express into words what I'm really trying to say. And I'm finally starting to feel that even if I could, I might not want to.

I have this poetic heart. It beats off tune, falters, even stops at times. I've always wanted to trade it in. Find a donor whose heart wasn't so vulnerable and easily bruised. Maybe I'd finally be able to breathe when I'm around you. Maybe I wouldn't have to physically hold myself together when you leave. Needed: One heart.
by ~Karin-Wall

Broken.i. My mother doesn’t wear her wedding
ring anymore. Instead, it sits on the counter above the kitchen sink, like she took it off while washing dishes
and forgot to put it back on; but I’ve
seen her pick it up and wipe the counter and walk away, like she no longer recognized it as her own.
ii. She and I have the same long, slim
fingers, except hers are clean and
manicured and tanned, they’re used
to flipping through old books, still
delicate and fragile, with arthritic
veins tracing through; Mine have always been pale a Broken.
by ~sirenseranade11

What I Want
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777broken bird curled up catatonic in his arms bones made of brittle bus passes and torn business cards (and frozen tears, and old stories, and tired lives—) his face buried in her fading hair, anxiously looking for a response because this is what they call last chances

town of luck, town of dice and neon lights, hold me in your favor tonight somebody must succeed out of all those ruined lives, right? 777
by ~109-0415

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Finally Updating

Thu Nov 12, 2009, 8:04 AM

x3 So, after who knows how long, I'm finally updating things. No drawings as of yet but a few writings. It's what I'm good at after all. And I got my first fav on one of the submissions as well.

Seriously, you have no idea how much that just made my day. So much crap has been going on lately with my dad back in the hospital and so much school work looming over my head. To see someone liked one of my works just got me in a super awesome mood.

Things are getting better though. I have about of month of classes left to do and then I'm free for a month on holiday.

Just have to tough things out till then and stalk and my people on here and twitter. x3

If things work out I can get a DS and the new/sort of new KH game. I've been dying for it but I just settle with my PSP for now and play around on Dissida and FF VII. Yay for being able to download it!

Well, till next time.

-Rue

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