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Love."So, you've asked me about love, now it's my turn to ask you," Serafina said, smiling."I don't really want to ask but I think it's only fair." Joaquim sighed. "Love."Love.
Love is her voice whispering softly to me under the club lights. It's her warmth next to my body, the feelings I get when I see her. She is everything to me. I would have given my life if it meant she could have lived. Her name was...no. Her name shall remain unknown, for she was as much a mystery to me as she now is to you. She whispered it to me in fullness, once, long ago on the beach. As we sat on the sand,


IronHe strikes the hammer on the red-hot iron bar laying on the anvil, sending sparks flying up.Iron
Why did it have to end this way? She never had to leave. She could've found the spark again. I never lost it, it's all her...
Another metallic strike and another shower of sparks.
No. It was all me. I did it all, it's all my fault she's gone.
He plunges the bar into the water-bucket and holds it there for a few seconds.
Hmm. Bit thinner...
As he shoves the iron back into the coals to heat it up again he reflects on why he loves his job. Instant therapy, that's become obvious


skintranslucent velvet steel a sacred perfumed champagne of red naked marble young as fire and wet throbbing caramel my warm moist porcelain is bleeding cold on hot dark nightsskin


rhapsody in blueThe 33 1/3 LP sits on the road, melting into the pavement in the sticky summer heat as cars speed past, paying no attention. The black wax disc bubbles and adheres to the worn asphalt while the sun inches higher in the sky and lizards relax on the dry desert rocks. It lays there, quickly losing any value it may have had. Though you couldn't tell by looking at it, it once held the power of George Gershwin, and it once laid the mood for a romantic dinner back in '49. The relationship never worked out, though, and so the LP was given to her sister in exchange for a picture frame that she'd loved for years. And now, it's losing value with erhapsody in blue


To Move Her RingHe sat across from her. She looked defeated, broken. "Are you all right, is everything okay?" "I'd be lying if I said yes." She kept looking down and twisted the slim silver band around her right ring finger. Her hair slipped out from behind her ear and fell over her face, obscuring it from his view. She quickly replaced it. He grabbed her hand. She looked up at him, startled. "What's wrong?" She looked away from him, to the window on her left. "Everything. Nothing." He gently released her hand and turned her face to look her straight in the eyes. "Are you sure you want to know my problems?" she askedTo Move Her Ring


Beginnings of a love story"With You"Beginnings of a love story
And as he slipped the ring onto her finger, he whispered "I do," very softly, and smiled at her. Louder, he repeated the words the priestess had said -- "I do take this woman to be my wife and I promise to love her always." He turned his attention on his soon-to-be wife and continued in a softer voice, "Megan, I am yours. I couldn't see myself falling out of love with you. You are my angel....and my sky. Not a day goes by that I don't miss you when I'm at work and you're at home. I promise to love you and care for you always. Will you please be my wife?" She gasped. "Tom! I....I don't know what to say. Besides ye


letter to a dead womanif only you could see me now you'd be so proud of what i've done of how far i've comeletter to a dead woman
i've stayed clean and sober all these years can't say the same for the men i've been with but i'm still as toxin-free as i always have been
they say the lifestyle i lead is called straight edge i'm not too sure what it means maybe living on the fine edge of reality waiting to slip into the dark but the moment never comes.
look, there i've gone and messed up the scheme four lines rather than three i can't do anything right today i guess
there wasn't enoug
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Why did you have to shoot me through the heart?
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(lol, optional u above)
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There's a page on the Internet detailing all the differences in spelling between American and British English; did you know, for instance, that willful (and willfully) is written with only one l in British English?
As for your English class, you could do what I like to do when I want to counter-nitpick the Americans and British: use superscripts and subscripts to indicate optional letters and letter choices! It looks a bit like this. Hope it made you laugh a little.
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And I do use -ise, and I believe exercise never has a z in it. Ever.
Just saying.
And I'll be sure to check that page out.
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