Without Love..
_ _the truth is harsh and bittersweet..
Dance
Unknown darkness, cold and harsh, beating heart skin crawling. the air carries the presence of a huntress. mind screaming -get up and run- so you do. you can feel, she is onto you. tracking your steps, catching your scent. bolting after you.
Birds and Vocalizations
Some as in the case of hawks make harsh screeching sounds, some as in the case of parrots make squawking noises. smaller parrots like parakeets make tweets and peeps. the largest like cassowaries make booming sounds.
Snow
He hastily heaved a harsh and hurried sigh, turning his back to the falling flocks of freezing frost. quietly shutting the heavy, daunting door behind his back, he sighed as he picked up the perfectly placed picture of a lover past.
Dead Man Walking
Poem receive me turn me and take me harsh like the vodka burning in my veins my voice is strained rough with screams and all that lay before me is a gothic scene like a dark opera performed for the audience that is you you are my
IRIDESCENT - Author's Note (Kindly Read This)
Just don't judge my music taste too harsh xd * * * _first journey prologue - _[_jump to the story here!_](https://www.sofurry.com/view/1867813)
The Seasons of Loss - short poem
The end of winter, cold and harsh, ripped my heart to shreds. as spring arrived, the tears were sewn, never meant to hold. summer's heat, proved too much, all bonds i hold must die.
shadow 6
When we did speak he would hardly look at me, and his tone always seemed harsh." shadow paused for a moment letting out a sigh. "as i got older i began to resent him, even hate him for not being there for me.
Furry Little Secret (ch.2)
Ain't that a lil harsh taichou?" omaeda exclaimed, in fact everyone was thinking the same, but no one was stupid enough to comment. wham!
Gravity Assist
The harsh crackle on the radio returned. "nothing, sir." "good, keep it that way. can't have you wasting oxygen, now, can we?" the canine grumbled to herself as she bitterly returned to cleaning the window.
darkness(short song)
Never wake you up to the harsh life of your dead wife. never see whats in front of you because you always lose it even if you chose it. no matter how hard you try you will always die. i will never wake up from this dream of darkness cause i hate life.
Soft
To their emotions a fragility to their ego as a man, i would know but beyond their emotions and ego just a simple grab of the wrist, and you'll be surprised to note the skin beneath your finger tips soft and thin, just like their lips be wary, though, of harsh