The start of something new.
"so that bends always like that? i'm guessing you live nearby then?" "yes to both," finley replied, nodding his head. "i live at the end of the line, a place called leothal."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 139
There was no curve that she could see, no paintbrush bending back against the black canvas of the night sky, and the reason for that was simplicity itself. there was no bend because she wasn't looking at it from the side.
Shattering glass.poem
My soul bending and twisting trying to resist all that you protray. afraid of the past. that i tryed to desperately escape. raising the glass to you. one touch from your soft finger cause a spider web of cracks cascading beautiful shadows.
Forest Hunter
As you slowly, ever closer, bend to let our tongues embrace. jolting upright, glancing sideways dew pours off my stiffened frame as i 'waken from my slumber, my head shaking at my dream.
The human way
They say that when your mind cant bend or twist it snap's inbit's all over the place. im there at last. little hope i see in the human race. for now i see in a diffrent way. detached from my being snd reality.
Heaven Falls
And so, we bend and twist this world through ill proportion render it a sad and sickened place. what then, when heaven falls-- when the world takes his rightful place?
White Rabbit/How, A Poem
How is she made to be, in someone's game of pretend, that ended on a plea, to break and not to bend? brought up to bear, the weight of a cross; a fresh needle to share, a profound state of loss.
A MONSTER RISES CH1.
Kane walks back stage and to the parking lot, and away from the building then, brings up a match and striking it lighting himself on fire, his mask melting, blackening, burning kane takes it off stomps it out,bends over,picks it up
Say-m...
"coasting is as it should be in the end" "be it mountains, or plains as far as can be seen, it's all another metaphorical bend" - - - thanks for reading - - -
looky, look. poem
A quick bend of the hand and a trun of the wrist. then they release. opening my door they grab me by my shoulder. looky, look over there it's me... around he turns then on his back he looks up in my face. sorry be back.
The burdens we take upon ourselves...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the burdens we take upon ourselves, willingly or not, bend and twist what desires we have out.
~The Great Masquerade~
So shall you dance to the endless song one who's melody you knew all along once you start you can not once pause to bend for you know all to well what it means for this dance to end there will be those you know whose bodies will falter