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Sudden damp air fills my lungs as I step into a corridor washed in shadow. He takes me to the bars that are soon to hold me forever. The floor feels hard under my soft, bare feet. The cold freezes my fingers and toes. Terror takes hold of me with its icy hand. I scream for help but no-one listens. Every night inky death waits at my door waiting for it to open so it can claim me as his. I yearn for it, try to let it through but I never succeed. Is this how I must spend my life?

The trees suround me in my forest of beauty, I gaze at them with longing for the freedom that they have, there long slender branches that shake and quiver with the soft blue wind, with them I feel happy and free, with them the world is complete.

‘Leaf’ it to me!

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Heart of incapable separation,

They linger in timeless eternity.

A summer standing still,

Leaves still gather,

At paused footsteps,

And regretted acquaintances.

Finally accepting whats been granted,

All the tears that didn’t come,

From the love that was forgotten.

Butterflies flutter,

Inside feelings secret control,

Over the two lives,

The blonde and the black,

Smirking at shadows,

That fell over dusty and torn letters.

Encouraging pleasure in the warmth,

Welcoming back lost passages,

Holding the earth in two lovers hands,

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IT WONT LET EM SEPERATE THE VERSES sorry guys ;S

A new writing I started

ah.. yeah..

The cold water pounded down my back, as I shuddered; slowly wishing that it had been a better day. I moved my hand to the handle, and twisted until the water stopped—leaving the last little drops to slide down my neck. I stood there for a minute in complete silence, wishing that some miracle would happen to make my life just that bit happier. I live in a town where news travels like the speed of light. It’s good for hearing things about others—but when the rumours are made up about you, you have no control over who listens to them.