Title: tired of counting the days.
Date:01-01-2019.
Sam Scrawls, [1/1/2019 7:11 PM]
One day I'll discover that falling star.
One day I'll find the end that dwells up until this point.
Furthermore, after the longest fight in the lastest conflict.
I'll move toward you by the bar.
Another glass por favor~
#irregular
Sam Scrawls, [1/4/2019 1:22 AM]
It's the honest wishes of unadulterated falsehoods versus the indecent cravings of hungry spirits.
It's the everlasting light of delicate grins versus the horrendous murkiness of sharp hooks.
Be that as it may, the legend we call flawlessness will remain a simple delusion.
It's the luxurious possessiveness of a harmed mind versus the lovely minding of a decent heart.
It's the virus scars of guileless considerations versus the bursting recuperating of an erupted thunder.
Both win, both lose.
Indeed. It's all the better when Satan is recuperating.
#Draft 61
Title:____.
Date:04-01-2019.
Sam Scrawls, [11/19/2018 12:52 PM]
One after the other, each on an alternate side of the bed. Isolated by quiet, the untidy sheets and ridiculous cotton pieces.
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Gazing at my wrists enclosed by white, I paid attention to his bitterness, despite the fact that he uttered no sound, I heard his murmurs of sadness.
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I needed to open my mouth, to go to her, contact her and tell her that it'll be OK, however...
How??
How, when I know how vulnerable we were?
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"You are one absurd youngster," he teared the quietness tent. His tone wasn't that of outrage, nor distress...
It was empty.
Also, I felt my heart sinking further.
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My brain was turning, in a labyrinth made by her breaths, blood and tears.
At no point ever I wanted to major areas of strength for be by and large so feeble.
I decided.
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His strides gradually went endlessly further, He's leaving...
"Don't, not you as well." I needed to say.My brain was turning, in a labyrinth made by her breaths, blood and tears.
At no point ever I wanted to major areas of strength for be by and large so feeble.
I decided.
~~~
His strides gradually went endlessly further, He's leaving...
"Don't, not you as well." I needed to say.
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