

The StormShe's running. It's coming. Keeps racing. Still chasing.The Storm
Heart beating. Courage fleeting. Rain pouring. Thunder roaring.
Lungs burning. Stomach churning. Wind shrieking. Tears stinging.
Heat flashing. Lightning crashing. Bolts striking. Pulse spiking.
Sweat freezing. Breath wheezing. Sparks flying. Hope dying.


Empty and ForgottenA bed that once was slept in.Empty and Forgotten
The indent of a familiar figure. Sheets that once enveloped a warm body, covering the skin, and blocking out the world. The pillow, the keeper of sighs, whispers, and secrets. Comrade and guardian, the teddy bear; it's fur worn off in patches from desperate, clammy hands. That bed, whose frame endured the tossings and turnings of the troubled sleeper.
Empty.
The familiar weight is gone. Covers droop over a cold, dormant mattress, lacking warm, breathing skin. Pillows lay frozen with dried tear stains of past nightmares.
The teddy be


Of Canes and Cranes"It is quite plain," said Mr. Payne with disdain, "that the rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain...thanks to that zany crane ."Of Canes and Cranes
"Who's to blame when it rains in Spain? Surely not a plain crane?", said Ms. Fontaine.
"Not a plain crane, a ZANY crane, Ms. Fontaine. If one reigns when it rains, then it's a pain to chain the zany crane, who loves the rain and chewing one's cane," explained Mr. Payne
"So start a campaign, Mr. Payne, and march down the lane, with an angry refrain, and proclaim 'My great dane shall maim that zany crane who chews on my cane, and I'll send it on a plane, to a plain out of Spain


NumbLet me wander in the heat of the desert. Let my lips be parched and my flesh be burned. May blisters mark my body, and boils disfigure my skin. May the vultures circle over me in waiting. It matters to me not.Numb
Let icy waves stifle my breathing. Let my screams be lost to the murky depths. May my lungs fill with water, And my body abandoned in the monstrous sea. It matters to me not.
Smash my heart with rocks. Bury my dreams in the earth. Crush my hopes under mountains of worthlessness. May despair seep into the furthest recesses of my mind. It mat
Devious Comments
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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Zelly
"Many on the surface cry out for one with powers like yours. You must go back."
I'm Adult Zelda (OoT) and TP Zelda in the Zelda crew: [link]
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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*Khan/Zelda*
A princess Zelda fan
Sorry for my bad english, i'm french T_T
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
Lots of great stuff
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If you like Sexy Pin-ups and general whimsey
I invite you to enjoy my gallery
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Enter the Sealed Shrine-[link]
100 Themes Challenge: 6/100
How are you?
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
I am looking forward to giving you a big hug!!!!
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Sometimes, I'm terrified of my heart
Of its constant hunger
for whatever it wants....Wake up...
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
Thank you for the fav!
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♠ May each one create himself his own virtue, his own imperative categorical...
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that I ate
came a couple years too late
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