With my emotions torched, they ignite into a blistering fire. I can transport them wherever I travel and everyone will see the smoke billowing from my hands as I hold all my hopes and dreams higher and higher into the sky. All my wishes contained in one little cup on fire. One little torch.
I am torching the torch of flames out of you. I am not sure what I am saying. It is cool though. i am so torching with joy? lol. well this is fun. an IM window is flashing and I am trying not to click on i . my eyes itch and puck on glee is singing a beautiful song, Bella Nota or however you spell it
Ashley
I’ll light my tourch so everyone can see
i will lead the way out of this mess
this destruction
this hurt
this pain
i will grab the tourch with convitction
and make it my own
No, I’m not writing about a torch, because torches only make me think of two things. RP games, and being a caveman. So no thank you, I’d prefer not to step back into the dark ages on some romantic notion of man’s relationship with fire. U R DUM,
fire, doctor who, caves, darkness. Little kids in the dark, branches scraping on windows, kids in a blanket tent with their flashlights (torches). caves, bears, wilderness. Man as he first created fire, waving his torch in triumph. Stone hallways that echo footsteps as flickering light casts shadows on the walls
Natalie
I torched it. The whole thing. I brought my gasoline. I brought my lighter (the red bic I always carried on our dates to the park)
I burnt it to the ground, to ash, because I can’t stand the thought of you keeping memories of me alive. I won’t entertain that thought anymore, not now. Arson helps me sleep at night.
SHe had a blue torch in her hand and when it was lit her eyes exploded out of her head and she started spinning and couldn’t stop and when she couldn’t take it any longer she spontaneously combusted into a billion spaghettis.
zona
Torch? Well, it’s a stick.. with fire on it.. That’s all it is really.. I once threatened a guy saying I would torch his eyebrows off if he touched me one more time.. and he did.. so I.. well.. I didn’t torch his eyebrows.. I killed his ear buds. :)
Smoke lingers in the air. Inhale, Exhale.
You curl up in our blankets on my front deck, pulling the torch to your lips, putting the flame close to the pipe in your mouth. Feelings of euphoria and contentment come.
Lips touch, inhale, exhale.
The cold winter air does nothing, you melt the frost.
start a fire, light the way, find the way to where you are going and put it out when you get there
Jennifer
the fire was like a sun on the torch it burned bright and filled the room with beauty and warmth. when it went out it turnd dangeroulsy dark
maryjane553
the torch was wax, made of wax, perfect except the way it touched you as I placed it against your skin. hello there, darling, remember the way the fire feels when it burns you, and the way you liked it and the way it meant everything to you when I dripped candle wax on your skin because you loved the scent. we lit candles at night to keep us alive
Rebecca
We walked among the path of the forbidden. Afraid to be seen. Yet the man in front of me who I barley knew except his name was john and he had a wife named Margret. He led the way caring the torch ,as 12 year old me walked slowly behind them. Letting them lead me into the darkness….
Flaming in in the night
a house on fire
screams break through the sound of crackling wood
burning burning burning
a torch in the night
Devon
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nessa
She passed the torch to her sister. Not without regret, but she had no choice. She knew that it might mean her sister’s death, but she also knew that she would never be able to resist the will of her sister. As she passed the torch she saw the look in her sisters eyes and shed a single tear, knowing it was the last time she would ever see her….
Cholmes
a torch shines light. it is a beacon for those caught in the dark. a torch is something that signifies help and the possibility of finding a way out. many people have symbolic torches in their lives, loved ones to come home to…music, art, and fashion, things that inspire people to keep going: their torch to keep them going.
Elaine
torch
Thinking literally again.
Neat image though… dark cave… torches on the wall, or a torch being carried by someone leading others (maybe one other?) through a cave…. walls made of earth… dirt…
Someone watched too much Tom Sawyer as a kid ;)
Noisy Quiet
I brought my torch up to light the ceiling of the room. It was quiet…and of course, I had no idea where I was.
Really…what was this ball of fire doing here anyways? I didn’t like playing with it…things like that are frighteningly dangerous.
It was like that time when they burned down my village. And then…he brought me here.
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torches are used to burn things. you use torches in the olympics. you also use torches when you are rioting against kings and queens in the medieval days. torches can be scary and they are also really hot. they catch things on fire and burn them down.
Sierra
I once went camping by a river and I used a torch to light up my surroundings. That torch lit up not only the camping site but the night sky. The torch was beautiful. I loved the torch.
ashley Dedrick
torch, i have no ideia of what torch is, i’m brazilian and i totally uknow this word…. but it reminds me fire, i don’t know why… i’m getting a little crazy i guess, but what torch is?
She was barely sixteen and had no idea what a real witch was but somehow she found herself being accused of aiding a witch and that gave her a one way ticket to the burning infernos of the stake. They would torch her and her mother for witchcraft yet as she witnessed her mothers burning she suddenly felt the words flowing from her mouth, nothing that could be heard over the cheering of the crowd and the painful screams of her mother but suddenly it began to thunder and lightning was striking all the buildings till the whole town was set ablaze. She had torched the town and just about everyone inside it. Including everyone who had done her and her mother wrong, they had all died in that fire but somehow she had survived, unscathed.
It flickered in the darkness, and I could see a million eyes staring back at me. All around, the sound of heavy breathing filled my ears. What was out there? Outside my corner, where I was safe? Monsters threatened from the deep black,and I could not move. The torch was my only hope. I wanted to reach it, to set fire to those eyes, the eyes that threatened, but to move was to lose safety. I couldn’t move. Not without the torch. Why was it so far?
Torch song. Flashlight to my limey brothers and sisters. Most references seem to be a bit fey. Still, there is something great about it. scorch, Coochie-snorcher.
Jack Spratt
Passing the torch, holding the torch. Holding on, letting go. Preparing another to take on responsibility. Let’s set this place on fire. Ignite their spirits. Fire up!
the smallest of the bunch lit the torch as the rest stood by. no one wanted to acknowledge his existence as he limped up the steps tears pouring down his rosy cheeks as he walked. he wanted to escape it all. wanted to get away from the judgement passed on him.
Torch is in itself power, power to lead anything or anyone down a dark path to victory.
Nik
lights even the darkest of tunnels. flames burning hot and bright, exposing the cavernous centre. Brilliance. Shadows dancing.
N L Twinam
there was a torch at the party i was at on Saturday. some stupid idiot decided to pick it up and play with it then all the gasoline spilled all over them and they were afraid they were going to explode. that reminded me of a t.v. show i saw once it was about exploding cars.it was really cool. then exploding cars reminded me of what car i wanted when i was old enough. i really want a big one so i have a lot of space even though im a very tiny person. i have a huge personality though!
Riley
It took me a long time to decide between the Blackberry Torch and the Iphone. But really, who wants an all touch phone any way? I can email quicker than you. Bet I have less typos too.
Yes, you’re right. I might lose out on all the apps.
We’ll see who has the last laugh come winter- you can’t type with gloves on!
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brie
the torch burned brightly in the noonday sun. It wasn’t really needed during the day, but the heat it brought was welcome. Pluto was very cold, even when the sun was directly overhead. It was during one of its dominant days, with Charon revolving around it.
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With my emotions torched, they ignite into a blistering fire. I can transport them wherever I travel and everyone will see the smoke billowing from my hands as I hold all my hopes and dreams higher and higher into the sky. All my wishes contained in one little cup on fire. One little torch.
I am torching the torch of flames out of you. I am not sure what I am saying. It is cool though. i am so torching with joy? lol. well this is fun. an IM window is flashing and I am trying not to click on i . my eyes itch and puck on glee is singing a beautiful song, Bella Nota or however you spell it
I’ll light my tourch so everyone can see
i will lead the way out of this mess
this destruction
this hurt
this pain
i will grab the tourch with convitction
and make it my own
No, I’m not writing about a torch, because torches only make me think of two things. RP games, and being a caveman. So no thank you, I’d prefer not to step back into the dark ages on some romantic notion of man’s relationship with fire. U R DUM,
fire, doctor who, caves, darkness. Little kids in the dark, branches scraping on windows, kids in a blanket tent with their flashlights (torches). caves, bears, wilderness. Man as he first created fire, waving his torch in triumph. Stone hallways that echo footsteps as flickering light casts shadows on the walls
I torched it. The whole thing. I brought my gasoline. I brought my lighter (the red bic I always carried on our dates to the park)
I burnt it to the ground, to ash, because I can’t stand the thought of you keeping memories of me alive. I won’t entertain that thought anymore, not now. Arson helps me sleep at night.
SHe had a blue torch in her hand and when it was lit her eyes exploded out of her head and she started spinning and couldn’t stop and when she couldn’t take it any longer she spontaneously combusted into a billion spaghettis.
Torch? Well, it’s a stick.. with fire on it.. That’s all it is really.. I once threatened a guy saying I would torch his eyebrows off if he touched me one more time.. and he did.. so I.. well.. I didn’t torch his eyebrows.. I killed his ear buds. :)
Smoke lingers in the air. Inhale, Exhale.
You curl up in our blankets on my front deck, pulling the torch to your lips, putting the flame close to the pipe in your mouth. Feelings of euphoria and contentment come.
Lips touch, inhale, exhale.
The cold winter air does nothing, you melt the frost.
start a fire, light the way, find the way to where you are going and put it out when you get there
the fire was like a sun on the torch it burned bright and filled the room with beauty and warmth. when it went out it turnd dangeroulsy dark
the torch was wax, made of wax, perfect except the way it touched you as I placed it against your skin. hello there, darling, remember the way the fire feels when it burns you, and the way you liked it and the way it meant everything to you when I dripped candle wax on your skin because you loved the scent. we lit candles at night to keep us alive
We walked among the path of the forbidden. Afraid to be seen. Yet the man in front of me who I barley knew except his name was john and he had a wife named Margret. He led the way caring the torch ,as 12 year old me walked slowly behind them. Letting them lead me into the darkness….
Flaming in in the night
a house on fire
screams break through the sound of crackling wood
burning burning burning
a torch in the night
fire olympics greece rome italy school blackberry phone verizon service fios family plans data summer company android keys school
She passed the torch to her sister. Not without regret, but she had no choice. She knew that it might mean her sister’s death, but she also knew that she would never be able to resist the will of her sister. As she passed the torch she saw the look in her sisters eyes and shed a single tear, knowing it was the last time she would ever see her….
a torch shines light. it is a beacon for those caught in the dark. a torch is something that signifies help and the possibility of finding a way out. many people have symbolic torches in their lives, loved ones to come home to…music, art, and fashion, things that inspire people to keep going: their torch to keep them going.
torch
Thinking literally again.
Neat image though… dark cave… torches on the wall, or a torch being carried by someone leading others (maybe one other?) through a cave…. walls made of earth… dirt…
Someone watched too much Tom Sawyer as a kid ;)
I brought my torch up to light the ceiling of the room. It was quiet…and of course, I had no idea where I was.
Really…what was this ball of fire doing here anyways? I didn’t like playing with it…things like that are frighteningly dangerous.
It was like that time when they burned down my village. And then…he brought me here.
emits light and is handheld takes betteries often double a size. they are useful for looking in nooks and crannies and help you to find carrots in the fridge when the bulb has broken
wood
fire
heat
flame
love
power
light
oven
porch
pain
a girl with red hair, very strong red hair
at tiki partys they
torches are used to burn things. you use torches in the olympics. you also use torches when you are rioting against kings and queens in the medieval days. torches can be scary and they are also really hot. they catch things on fire and burn them down.
I once went camping by a river and I used a torch to light up my surroundings. That torch lit up not only the camping site but the night sky. The torch was beautiful. I loved the torch.
torch, i have no ideia of what torch is, i’m brazilian and i totally uknow this word…. but it reminds me fire, i don’t know why… i’m getting a little crazy i guess, but what torch is?
Ah, how fire terrifies. Its all-consuming nature. Unstoppable when it makes its mind up. I’ve watched it burn through towns. Without a thought.
She was barely sixteen and had no idea what a real witch was but somehow she found herself being accused of aiding a witch and that gave her a one way ticket to the burning infernos of the stake. They would torch her and her mother for witchcraft yet as she witnessed her mothers burning she suddenly felt the words flowing from her mouth, nothing that could be heard over the cheering of the crowd and the painful screams of her mother but suddenly it began to thunder and lightning was striking all the buildings till the whole town was set ablaze. She had torched the town and just about everyone inside it. Including everyone who had done her and her mother wrong, they had all died in that fire but somehow she had survived, unscathed.
It flickered in the darkness, and I could see a million eyes staring back at me. All around, the sound of heavy breathing filled my ears. What was out there? Outside my corner, where I was safe? Monsters threatened from the deep black,and I could not move. The torch was my only hope. I wanted to reach it, to set fire to those eyes, the eyes that threatened, but to move was to lose safety. I couldn’t move. Not without the torch. Why was it so far?
Torch song. Flashlight to my limey brothers and sisters. Most references seem to be a bit fey. Still, there is something great about it. scorch, Coochie-snorcher.
Passing the torch, holding the torch. Holding on, letting go. Preparing another to take on responsibility. Let’s set this place on fire. Ignite their spirits. Fire up!
Up in flames.
No names.
Tame.
I will wake tomorrow to the smoking rubble, and not give two fucks. I didn’t know anyone in the building. There weren’t even any explosions.
This is no matter of mine.
the smallest of the bunch lit the torch as the rest stood by. no one wanted to acknowledge his existence as he limped up the steps tears pouring down his rosy cheeks as he walked. he wanted to escape it all. wanted to get away from the judgement passed on him.
Torch is in itself power, power to lead anything or anyone down a dark path to victory.
lights even the darkest of tunnels. flames burning hot and bright, exposing the cavernous centre. Brilliance. Shadows dancing.
there was a torch at the party i was at on Saturday. some stupid idiot decided to pick it up and play with it then all the gasoline spilled all over them and they were afraid they were going to explode. that reminded me of a t.v. show i saw once it was about exploding cars.it was really cool. then exploding cars reminded me of what car i wanted when i was old enough. i really want a big one so i have a lot of space even though im a very tiny person. i have a huge personality though!
It took me a long time to decide between the Blackberry Torch and the Iphone. But really, who wants an all touch phone any way? I can email quicker than you. Bet I have less typos too.
Yes, you’re right. I might lose out on all the apps.
We’ll see who has the last laugh come winter- you can’t type with gloves on!
fire hotness pain so much heat being stabbed in the back friends hurting you hatred wood pitch fork dying burn
the torch burned brightly in the noonday sun. It wasn’t really needed during the day, but the heat it brought was welcome. Pluto was very cold, even when the sun was directly overhead. It was during one of its dominant days, with Charon revolving around it.