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lean legs dribble down brick walls. Scratches and scrapes fashioned onto his knobby knees. These very legs shall take him a million miles across the world.
The furnace vomits out heat as I shiver. Every inch of my skin is bulleted with bumps from the winter chill. I pray this furnace shall never die.
The blank ideas are endless. I hope to find something tomorrow.
She dreads spiders. She squirms and quivers as he mentions one. She screeches and scurries out as she spots one from across the room. The fear instilled in her eyes is whimsical. I find her fear profound, dramatic, unnecessary, and beautiful all at once.
Recipes reek of order and conduct. Get out of line and experiment every once in a while.
He was the unlimited edition,
my full novel, author biography included, analysis of every detail hardcover.
He was a piece of work, a written mystery.
The words in him poured into my brain and stirred it around.
He was my favorite book.
She had golden red hair that drizzled past her shoulders. A freckle peaked out from under her blouse on her right shoulder. Her eyes were glassy emerald and coquettishly fluttered when she spoke. A fair-skinned palm rested on her bosom as she let out a song of laughter. Her name spilled past my lips, "Summer...," I whispered, and coughed up all the feelings I had ever had for her...for Summer.
I played a sport. I fished for support. My countless efforts to win their love. And I needed was a smile, a wave, to save me from this drowning grave. I dug for hope, I swept for a promise. Words spilled from sheets and promises were torn in two. Their words shall sting, as they will forever sing, "I shan't be your pillar, I shan't be your friend, I shall watch you squirm until your end.
i placed the pictures perfectly upon the table. I arranged them in the order in which they were taken. I cried every time I looked a picture of a bird, and sang every time I looked at a picture of you.
It was a tug of war between fact and fiction. Each truth rung through my head and batted at my ears. I bled truth. Each anecdote of falsehood pushed itself into my mouth and bones. I drank lies.
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