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Many allusions to a certain show (GoT!) and Bravo. At first I was looking for the line to hook me then suddenly the Voice came. Now I am anticipating the rest of your story. Kudos on the the first chapter!
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Love the dynamic story being told! With Carl being shot by Darwin, who will take over the Barnes Pack? Is Darwin going to the psych ward? What about Mary, George, Darla, Rayne, and Harry? Will Jared and Darwin live their live together or apart? And what of Hector and Margo?? Will they return to college or live their lives on the run? And what about Darwin's botany class?? Just some things to think about. All of the loose ends need to tied up.
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Chronos Sands flowing endlessly Hands flying quickly hickory dickory doc tick toc, tick toc. Memories brief Pictures speak Scars remind of forgotten childhood Haunted with could have should have would have Pendulum constant Forward movement Never slowing Never tiring. Echoes Memories flood back into my dormant mind. Love, lust, passion; anger, betrayal, heartache. Finge
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Kevin and I both stretched, tidied up the living room, and began to start our day. I told Kevin to take a shower first since he was my guest. By doing this, it gave me a chance to make coffee and a light breakfast of toast with scrambled eggs. I picked up my phone, plunged it in to charge, and hit shuffle all on my songs. 'Relax, Take It Easy' by Mika began playing. I had drank heavily and I was awake, earlier than I would normally be, but I was not feeling slow or hungover. In fact, I had
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I am truly sorry for your loss. Thank you for your openness and allowing us into your life. I can only speculate about your soulmate's bravery. He left on his terms and knowing that you were going to be the first one to see him after he parted might have brought him comfort. Knowing that you will always be with him in that memory is his way of never leaving you. I might be reaching and I don't mean any disrespect my your loss I am just trying to find comfort in the fact that he did this from a place of love and courage and for you not to beat yourself up.
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Empty of what? Emotions, material possessions, or one's eternal soul?
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Mason? The missing element is Mason. You are writing about Bastian's mission, but what about the connection to Mason? Also the nightmares that Bastian and Mason could share since they are true mates? This is a story about connections, the main one between Mason and Bastian, what are the nightmares that Mason has? Just my thoughts and opinions. I am enjoying the story so far and hope you finish this great story!
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Hollow Loneliness my heart doubt my best friend. Pain will never part, soul trying to mend Sweet items now tart forming walls, end. Tears that I shed too many to own. Passion to be fed actions needing atone. Echoing doubt in head suffering to the bone. Like Horror am hollow. Screams ripping, heart soon follow. Sanity's edge, tipping. Love's pool shallow, no longer dipping. F
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@Aviana Thank you! I will have more coming today. I hope you enjoy reading my story Déjà Vu.
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@Aviana thank you for your support!!
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@Parker Owens Thank you. I wanted to compare them to the place they loved the most and how every time I look at the ocean I am reminded.
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I Smelt the Ocean Today I smelt the ocean today and it reminded me of your lips. Sweet, seductive, smooth, silky I listened to the ocean today and it reminded me of your voice. Heavy, quite, continuous, joyous. I tasted the ocean today and it tasted like tasting you. Salty, unquenchable, cool, unmistakable. I touched the ocean today and it felt like heaven. Soft, velvety, refreshing, free. Yet, mo
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Kevin and I walked out of the lobby into rush hour. Even the foot traffic on the sidewalks needed police to direct them. I glanced over to Kevin, losing myself in the music of my playlist and the depth of his eyes. "So where is the local?" Kevin asked wanting a place to sit peacefully to become better aquatinted with me. "The local?" I blankly stared at him until the translator in my mind remembered my British English. "Oh, you mean the pub. It is a few block south of here. Mayb
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Thank you for allowing us into this lovely world of Aiden and Ethan! This story is great! From the imagery to references to the relationship of all the characters and their own development! Kudos on educating myself about the Lycans and properly portraying their world to us! If I may ask, could you please help me with my story? It is still in its infancy, but I would value your input. Again, Bravo and I cannot wait until the continuation of the story of Aiden and Ethan.
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Sounds of a spring brook flowing, crickets chirping subsides to the songs of finches, and a familiar raspy snore awakes me from my sleep. I struggle opening my eyes, but I do not want to for I am comfortably safe in my warm bed. Through my eyelids I see the transition from black, purple, blue, green, orange, red, then finally yellow. Before I know it, the warmth of the sun eases the blankets off of my body as the evaporating sweet dew from the herb garden outside fills my lungs. The rooster
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Everyday we walk through life doing double takes and reliving mirrored events that played before. But why? Keep reading and you will see...
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From what I've read so far, I think that Michael has feelings for Aiden but never acted on them. I'm basing this on how Michael submitted during the fight and the comment to Ethan. Now Michael is trying to plot a scheme to break up Ethan and Aiden. So far loving the story!
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Blindly Bleeding Within the steel cage, covering my heart. I feel rage, yet none will part. I see love, staring at me. Like a dove, soon it will flee. For past events left me frozen, steel. Trying to repent the hurt I feel. Moving forward. A new beginning. Cord hanging, just behind. Hoping. Tearing my soul, with every glance. An abyss of a hole, but in a trance. Bleeding still of every rhythm.
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I know this road all too well! I just want you to know, that you are not alone in this world.
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The best gift is not one that is bought, but the one from the heart! Kudos!!
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@BlindAmbition Thank you for your insight. I placed these poems together because of their voice. I intend the reader to read each poem like they would enjoy a fine wine or a delicious dessert, take you time and feel the emotion of each poem before moving on the next one. @Mikiesboy Thank you! Finally Free? and Justice were my favorites to write. @Parker Owens. Thank you for your feedback. I have just finished Chapter 2 and it should be up soon. Please tell you friends. The more I learn the more I can put it back into poems and stories that I have. I have so much love for all that have taken the time to read my works. Ivric.
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Fight! Rain falling, without notice men, women, young, old; scatter like roaches yet, not us, we revel in it. Innocent Summer leaves Her mark upon two souls. Sparks ignite within. We nurture it. Like disobedient children, after Winter knits her first bright blanket; dawn breaks. We cherish it. Arms around fragile hearts holding close, tasting lips, passion, heat boiling. We anticipate it.
