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Tears In The Trash CanTears in the Trash CanTears In The Trash Can
It slides out of the beautiful green orb, shimmering with more held there Glides down her beautiful cheek, down the curves of a masterpiece Then, as all tears do, falls the final drop Down into oblivion, down into the mess of nothing below her, They never know she cries, she’s made sure of it, they don’t deserve to know They haven’t done anything wrong, not really It’s her, she’s the defected one, always has been, always will be Her shoulders do not shake, her breathing is not disturbed Just a silent cry meant only for herself, no one
by ~Spritekins
Worth ItWORTH IT “He’ll come out in a minute, just leave him be.” Nathan looked sadly back to Lucas, like hell he would just leave him there. “Lucas, it’s okay. No one here is going to hurt you, you’re safe.” Lucas still didn’t respond. He was curled up in a tight ball in a cubby hole where no one could get to him. He was younger than everyone else on the submarine; thus, he was also smaller. But he was also small for his age; therefore, he had an even greater advantage. However, Nathan, Lucas’s adoptive dad didn’t see it this way.Worth It
This last week had been hard on Lucas and everything was
by ~Spritekins
Ice Cream and LoveCHOCOLATE CHIP ICE CREAM AND LOVE In the fluorescent light of the refrigerator, the halved parsnips look naked – pale and fleshy as limbs. Annie pauses before pulling them out. A refrigerator is like a hospital, a bright place that is not cheerful. A protective but uncertain place to wait. “What are you doing?” Anthony says. He’s standing in the doorway.Ice Cream and Love
“I woke up and I was hungry, so here I am.” She replies as she puts the foul looking parsnips away. Anthony walked up behind her, “Are you feeling okay?” He inquires as he wraps his arms around her.
by ~Spritekins
Dead Like the RosesDEAD LIKE THE ROSES I sat there on the concrete, tears being held at bay. I stare into the nook in the building. It is filled with rose bushed of all kinds but one wouldn’t know it by walking by now. There were only five flowers on one bush. The rest were not in bloom. They appeared dead. ‘Just like him’ I thought. The tears overwhelmed me and started pouring over the edge. This was our spot, the place we came just to be together. *** “Keep them closed.” He said softly into my ear. I smiled and a giggle escaped my lips. “Where are we going?” I asked, still laughing softly. “You’ll see.”Dead Like the Roses
by ~Spritekins
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- Current Residence: Kansas
- Interests: Fanfiction first!, then anime and manga and Tennis too, and now singing apparently!
- Favourite movie: Serenity
- Favourite band or musician: Never could decide!
- Favourite genre of music: Anything
- Favourite artist: Dont have one, love too many!
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- Favourite game: Dont have a favorite but love many!
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- Personal Quote: "It's not me your angry at." "It's not you I'm aiming at."
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