Till death do us part

Your love is like poison, It's getting to my brain. I just can't stop loving you, But soon I'll go insane I feel your nails on my back, Like knives cutting my skin. I know you're sad and angry, But you're the one lying For all the wrongs you...

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Your wish, my command...

The cloudless sky of night was filled with twinkling stars. The full moon reflected so much sunlight, that this night could hardly be considered dark. The large and ancient castle was basking in the lunar rays and its rooms, mostly dark save for a few,...

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A day at the park

_Assignment:_ _You walk in through the massive sliding doors, entering the club once more. You've been here before, you love it. And they know you very well up here._ _"This way, please. Your accommodations are ready" the husky with a green tuft of...

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Dreamless Sleep

I am laying in my bed, when I start to cry. At a time when I feel so sad, I wish I would just die. Thinking of how my life has been, surviving in a world of pain. Where I never wanted to be seen, trying not to go insane. But now something has...

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A sacrifice for the greater good

"Stupid, stupid game." thought Crystal. 'Why, gods, why did I have to choose Dare? I wanted to be the tough one again. I had to call Dare again. And this time I can't back out. Did that too often. This time I will follow through and do this. I...

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Rituals of the flesh

He was running. He was not running out of fear or to flee. He was running just because he liked it. It helped him focus and organize his memories. To him it was a form of meditation, falling into the rythm of the sound his feet made when they touched...

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Mayor consequences

Damn, what a slow day he thought, as he leaned over the steering wheel of his taxicab. He sighed and tapped on the dashboard, waiting for a customer. Why did he have to work on such a beautiful sunny day in spring? With this much light and heat, people...

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My deer love

They were running. Their hair flowing in the wind, drifting behind them as they sped through the forest darting from left to right. His expression; focussed, his ears were back, trying to pick up any sound. One hand carried his bow, the other held the...

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