Title: Mira on the wall.
Date:30-10-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [11/1/2018 8:30 AM]
You don't need the sovereign, you need the crown.
No child! That is mine.
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Sam Scrawls, [11/4/2018 1:04 AM]
On a chessboard, wether you are the dark or the white knight, the variety you'll drain and draw is something similar.
A radiant red will suffocate your brain before your body.
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Sam Scrawls, [11/5/2018 11:16 AM]
I lose my words any place I'm on the edge.
That one edge, that edge that ties me, that edge that conceals reality away from me.
It just necessities a stage, one little step.
To cross that edge.
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Sam Scrawls, [11/6/2018 4:08 AM]
Have you at any point needed to hop for its delight?
Sam Scrawls, [11/6/2018 4:11 PM]
Two hits on the head harms.
I slither back to my dim opening, gulping my tears for lunch.
Back to the chaotic papers, the never incomplete pieces.
I disdain feeling like this.
So I snatch a mirror and power myself to grin yet...
"Nah, you must improve."
Once more, I attempt, this time begging a few brief sweet minutes
"That is correct, much better. It's not the apocalypse young lady."
I'm not really beautiful, However I could do without my grimacing face, and presently I feel far improved.
There's in every case tomorrow, regardless of whether it requires an additional four years for one more day break to rise.
#Draft 18
Title:____.
Date:01-07-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [11/7/2018 12:15 AM]
Hun~ I would truly like some espresso at the present time.
.....
Please~
Gee fine, I'll make you espresso assuming that you mix me some tea
Uhh I don't have any idea how to mix tea...
Also, I don't have the foggiest idea how to cause espresso I to have let you know that!!!
Ugh alright OK! Go cause your tea and I'll to finish my own espresso.
Giggle Nope~
Huh?
I'll show you how to make tea, and you'll tell me the best way to make espresso.
Heh, okay I presume.
#Draft 52
Title:____.
Date:07-11-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [11/11/2018 8:26 AM]
Your arguing eyes shed more tears, you shuddered with a disavowal look onto your face.
It couldn't be those months made next to no difference to me right? You would have no desire to trust that.
You murmured additional asking words, trusting they'd track down a reverberation of recollections in me.
However, I just gave you a numb look and afterward briskly dismissed my face.
"I simply need to be content."
#Draft 53
Title:____.
Date:11-11-2018.
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