The chain of cars wound around the street and stopped nearly 3 blocks down by the old church. They were supposed to be parked on the side of the street but after midday there wasn’t any room and they lined the streets haphazardly, we had never been ones to follow the rules.
Megan
There was once a chain on the fence near the house where I used to live. It was a lonely chain, hanging low and cold during autumn nights and winter mornings. I never thought much of it but I always noticed its presence on that fence.
Mara
Chains bind us to simple thought
Chains confine us to what we are taught
Chains constrict us to being normal
Chains restrict us to being formal
Chains are like cages, one in the same
These chains around me, drive me insane
Brandon Roffis
There’s an invisible chain that connect both of us. Could you see it? I believe you wouldn’t see it. But could you feel it? Feel the strength of the chain. Feel the connection by the chain. The chain bind us together, that’s our faith
I hate chains! Why de we need to feel arrested? Fear! Fear that those who deserve to be chained, makes us something we will remember as a bad experience, probably we will have our vegeance and end up in chains!
José Silva
She had me in chains. My very own mother, the one who gave birth to me, had me wrapped in thousand of chains, forced into a dingy room, without light, without water, without love. It has always been this way, because I was different. Abnormal. Unworthy.
I received a chain letter one time. Most are are the stupid “forward or you will die at midnight tomorrow “-type threats. Funny thing, I’ve never died. I think the only reason people forward those is because they want to make an impact. A chain reaction. Because when they send that email or text on, they are effecting someone. And isn’t that what we all want? To impact the world?
Faith
And it begins. You first – your firm grip holding my dear sisters hands, and then me – the little one – tottering behind, clinging on with fingertips. Our eyes look to the horizon, to the sun ahead. To adventures and castles. To fairies. To dragons. We are young. Ahead lies…
The chain saw massacre is better known as an event many people speak about in a very negative way. I will be honest when i say i dont know the least bit about it. I could always search it up. But im not one to pretend im inter
i believe that all our lives are nothing but a chain of events in which every choice shapes this chain, and in the end we can either accept the end result, or reject that which you have worked your whole life to build
charlotte
The chain dipped in honey,was a sign of respect. That’s what they said anyway. So she’d taken the plunge, hopping to God that she’d make it out…. Alive.
The chain dropped and a clatter was echoed throughout the mansion. A small girl stumbled in, a red liquid dripping towards the floor.
Precious
chain represent unity in strength. we have work in chain so no any
Gaurav Singh
I recognized the gold chain immediately. It was the same one he’d given to me on our second anniversary as a couple. He’d told me “You’re the only woman for me.” Now she was wearing one just like it and describing the man of her dreams to me, her soul mate. I wished there had been someone like me around then, to tell me the truth.
sheila Good
these stains chain me to the grain that has become the train towards a new existence
kora
Heavy bindings restricting movement. These our the limitations imposed by ourselves and our peers on our progress. Telling ourselves whats possible, whats safe, what makes sense. Breaking the bondage of these thoughts and beliefs is the only way to achieve excellence
Mike
A chain of events. One thing rarely happens completely unchained from other events. A simple occurrence, not even worthy of note, might be the thing that allows something bigger to happen. Everything matters. Or maybe nothing does.
Shirley O'Really
My eyes were hanging out of my head. It had been a long weekend. Finally able to be in my apartment, behind my own closed door, locked and chain secured, against the outside world, made me feel so much better. I needed some time to hibernate. Would the winter be enough?
Ball & Chain… marriage… wedding… why does every girl have there own wedding board on pinterest? is that the new thing? what am I missing? Should I start one? what if I don’t want a wedding? is that okay? here comes the bride? not really my thing….
I am stuck in this cage, with chains on my hands. You trapped me here as your prisoner. I have been asleep for days hoping to find an escape through my dreams. I miss painting pictures in the sky, writing on walls and tying together sweet sweet notes of music.
My chains dug into my skin as I struggled against the guards. I never wanted to return to the cell, but as they lead me back to one I lost hope of freedom. I never thought one in my life that I’d end up like this. I’ve always been a good girl; good grades, the best behavior, perfect attendance. But everything changed when I met him…
I wanna break free from these chains that are preventing me to do what I want. Whatever happened to free will? What happened to doing what you want?
Camille
It bars someone in, like a dog or a person. It can be real or not. I have mental chains, things that bar me from doing what i want to do, like depression or anxiety. I have the chains of my ancestors and chains of my future. To be the best now means to have no future chains.
Annabelle
chain is something which we also know as a Zip. or a chain could be the one which is in a train and we pull it in case of emergency. chain can also be a group of people involved in the same task
Rohit Jadhav
chains, my baby got me locked up in chains, and there ain’t no time you have no love for me, oh oh oh chains got a hold, got a hold on me, yeah, chains, chains, chains.
Gloria
I saw the gold chain on the ground as I pass the small house, at the top of the gap. I was tempted to take it up, but I decided not too when I saw a policeman standing on the next side of the road.
chain ball singing away in the summer breeze? why do you cnfuse me with a dog? ive only ever meowed at you, you sick son of a bitch. time to go home, love astronauts all over the world. ever danced in the sunlight till your feet burnt? yeah me neither
Shon
chain around my neck is the chain around my ankle round my ankle is the chain the ball and chain the chain is a chain chain chain of fools chain my heart again chain me up in your glove chain chain chain in vain on a train on a plain
Chains can be real or imaginary. We all have imaginary chains. Real ones are for that ones that have a bad behaviour, but imaginary ones are for everyone. Chains keep us here, staying without being free. Looking outside.
Marta Eslava
When I think of a class I think about a lot of students who are linked together like a powerful chain that will create wonders
Lottawg
The chain hit the floor, breaking the silence. Her necklace was broken, and would never be the same. It had once held her hopes and dreams, but the damage to it destroyed that. Her childhood was over. She was growing up.
inSein
Link
Strength (Due to unity)
Well-being
Unity
Peace by unity
Madhav
I grabbed the key chain off of my mom’s keys. It was just too adorable to bare… I mean, come on, she knows Disney is my thing. Also, sparkles. DISNEY AND SPARKLES. That’s it, I’ve definitely gotta take this one from her because nfjkanfkjsnfajknfjksn
The chain smoker shifted away from the crowd spreading from the crosswalk like a swarm. He always felt bad, puffing away on his fag, letting the smoke drift up into the air. So he stood in the corner, down the alley, close to a nameless concrete building, anywhere just to feel less poisonous.
Not far away, down the street or across the road, another man does exactly the same.
man was born free but everywhere he is in chains. chains can be decorative, pretty if they’re jewellery, but chains can also be restrictive, holding us back. how do we break those chains? chains can also link. DNA, friendships, family. why would we want to break those? look closely at the chains. do we want to forge them or forget them? that is the question.
Emily
The cool links pressed on my skin as I walked into the room. I could smell the damp metal in the air and wondered what horror I had entered into. I felt the rust on my arms and it sent goosebumps right into the core of my spine.
Charlotte
Chain. Flux. Chain. Flux. Chain.
Series of reaction.
Chain. Flux. Chain. Flux. Chain.
Never-ending cycle.
Chain. Flux. Chain. Flux. Chain.
Chains seem restrictive. You’re chained up in a jail cell. You’re chained to your past, unable to get free. You’re chained up with no sense of freedom at all. Chains just remind you of how freedom really is important. Without freedom, one might even say that you’re nothing. Chains rattle, they make noise when you try to escape them. That doesn’t mean that you should stop trying to break free, though.
the chain was gripped hard a round her throat, her bloody botchy skin bulging through the links. It was one of the most saddening moments of my life, to know that even though she had suffered
The chain of cars wound around the street and stopped nearly 3 blocks down by the old church. They were supposed to be parked on the side of the street but after midday there wasn’t any room and they lined the streets haphazardly, we had never been ones to follow the rules.
There was once a chain on the fence near the house where I used to live. It was a lonely chain, hanging low and cold during autumn nights and winter mornings. I never thought much of it but I always noticed its presence on that fence.
Chains bind us to simple thought
Chains confine us to what we are taught
Chains constrict us to being normal
Chains restrict us to being formal
Chains are like cages, one in the same
These chains around me, drive me insane
There’s an invisible chain that connect both of us. Could you see it? I believe you wouldn’t see it. But could you feel it? Feel the strength of the chain. Feel the connection by the chain. The chain bind us together, that’s our faith
I hate chains! Why de we need to feel arrested? Fear! Fear that those who deserve to be chained, makes us something we will remember as a bad experience, probably we will have our vegeance and end up in chains!
She had me in chains. My very own mother, the one who gave birth to me, had me wrapped in thousand of chains, forced into a dingy room, without light, without water, without love. It has always been this way, because I was different. Abnormal. Unworthy.
I received a chain letter one time. Most are are the stupid “forward or you will die at midnight tomorrow “-type threats. Funny thing, I’ve never died. I think the only reason people forward those is because they want to make an impact. A chain reaction. Because when they send that email or text on, they are effecting someone. And isn’t that what we all want? To impact the world?
And it begins. You first – your firm grip holding my dear sisters hands, and then me – the little one – tottering behind, clinging on with fingertips. Our eyes look to the horizon, to the sun ahead. To adventures and castles. To fairies. To dragons. We are young. Ahead lies…
The chain saw massacre is better known as an event many people speak about in a very negative way. I will be honest when i say i dont know the least bit about it. I could always search it up. But im not one to pretend im inter
i believe that all our lives are nothing but a chain of events in which every choice shapes this chain, and in the end we can either accept the end result, or reject that which you have worked your whole life to build
The chain dipped in honey,was a sign of respect. That’s what they said anyway. So she’d taken the plunge, hopping to God that she’d make it out…. Alive.
The chain dropped and a clatter was echoed throughout the mansion. A small girl stumbled in, a red liquid dripping towards the floor.
chain represent unity in strength. we have work in chain so no any
I recognized the gold chain immediately. It was the same one he’d given to me on our second anniversary as a couple. He’d told me “You’re the only woman for me.” Now she was wearing one just like it and describing the man of her dreams to me, her soul mate. I wished there had been someone like me around then, to tell me the truth.
these stains chain me to the grain that has become the train towards a new existence
Heavy bindings restricting movement. These our the limitations imposed by ourselves and our peers on our progress. Telling ourselves whats possible, whats safe, what makes sense. Breaking the bondage of these thoughts and beliefs is the only way to achieve excellence
A chain of events. One thing rarely happens completely unchained from other events. A simple occurrence, not even worthy of note, might be the thing that allows something bigger to happen. Everything matters. Or maybe nothing does.
My eyes were hanging out of my head. It had been a long weekend. Finally able to be in my apartment, behind my own closed door, locked and chain secured, against the outside world, made me feel so much better. I needed some time to hibernate. Would the winter be enough?
Ball & Chain… marriage… wedding… why does every girl have there own wedding board on pinterest? is that the new thing? what am I missing? Should I start one? what if I don’t want a wedding? is that okay? here comes the bride? not really my thing….
I am stuck in this cage, with chains on my hands. You trapped me here as your prisoner. I have been asleep for days hoping to find an escape through my dreams. I miss painting pictures in the sky, writing on walls and tying together sweet sweet notes of music.
My chains dug into my skin as I struggled against the guards. I never wanted to return to the cell, but as they lead me back to one I lost hope of freedom. I never thought one in my life that I’d end up like this. I’ve always been a good girl; good grades, the best behavior, perfect attendance. But everything changed when I met him…
I wanna break free from these chains that are preventing me to do what I want. Whatever happened to free will? What happened to doing what you want?
It bars someone in, like a dog or a person. It can be real or not. I have mental chains, things that bar me from doing what i want to do, like depression or anxiety. I have the chains of my ancestors and chains of my future. To be the best now means to have no future chains.
chain is something which we also know as a Zip. or a chain could be the one which is in a train and we pull it in case of emergency. chain can also be a group of people involved in the same task
chains, my baby got me locked up in chains, and there ain’t no time you have no love for me, oh oh oh chains got a hold, got a hold on me, yeah, chains, chains, chains.
I saw the gold chain on the ground as I pass the small house, at the top of the gap. I was tempted to take it up, but I decided not too when I saw a policeman standing on the next side of the road.
look a chain is lying there.
chain ball singing away in the summer breeze? why do you cnfuse me with a dog? ive only ever meowed at you, you sick son of a bitch. time to go home, love astronauts all over the world. ever danced in the sunlight till your feet burnt? yeah me neither
chain around my neck is the chain around my ankle round my ankle is the chain the ball and chain the chain is a chain chain chain of fools chain my heart again chain me up in your glove chain chain chain in vain on a train on a plain
Chains can be real or imaginary. We all have imaginary chains. Real ones are for that ones that have a bad behaviour, but imaginary ones are for everyone. Chains keep us here, staying without being free. Looking outside.
When I think of a class I think about a lot of students who are linked together like a powerful chain that will create wonders
The chain hit the floor, breaking the silence. Her necklace was broken, and would never be the same. It had once held her hopes and dreams, but the damage to it destroyed that. Her childhood was over. She was growing up.
Link
Strength (Due to unity)
Well-being
Unity
Peace by unity
I grabbed the key chain off of my mom’s keys. It was just too adorable to bare… I mean, come on, she knows Disney is my thing. Also, sparkles. DISNEY AND SPARKLES. That’s it, I’ve definitely gotta take this one from her because nfjkanfkjsnfajknfjksn
The chain smoker shifted away from the crowd spreading from the crosswalk like a swarm. He always felt bad, puffing away on his fag, letting the smoke drift up into the air. So he stood in the corner, down the alley, close to a nameless concrete building, anywhere just to feel less poisonous.
Not far away, down the street or across the road, another man does exactly the same.
man was born free but everywhere he is in chains. chains can be decorative, pretty if they’re jewellery, but chains can also be restrictive, holding us back. how do we break those chains? chains can also link. DNA, friendships, family. why would we want to break those? look closely at the chains. do we want to forge them or forget them? that is the question.
The cool links pressed on my skin as I walked into the room. I could smell the damp metal in the air and wondered what horror I had entered into. I felt the rust on my arms and it sent goosebumps right into the core of my spine.
Chain. Flux. Chain. Flux. Chain.
Series of reaction.
Chain. Flux. Chain. Flux. Chain.
Never-ending cycle.
Chain. Flux. Chain. Flux. Chain.
Chains seem restrictive. You’re chained up in a jail cell. You’re chained to your past, unable to get free. You’re chained up with no sense of freedom at all. Chains just remind you of how freedom really is important. Without freedom, one might even say that you’re nothing. Chains rattle, they make noise when you try to escape them. That doesn’t mean that you should stop trying to break free, though.
the chain was gripped hard a round her throat, her bloody botchy skin bulging through the links. It was one of the most saddening moments of my life, to know that even though she had suffered