My Curse
But no longer she once asked me if i loved her and silence was my reply knowing i may die alone never seemed to bother me until the day i realized i was alone on the inside she offered me what i could never find from another and i let her go i pondered
A Special Night
The wolf headed to get dressed, pondering the situation. i could have sworn i just filled the fridge yesterday, he thought.
The Abyss .:A vent poem:.
Silently i ponder, sitting alone in solace. my thoughts blurred, incoherent at best... you turn to me, always supportive, always there. i toss around, unable to rest, jostled by what is left...
Koto (chapter 6: This Just In)
"well, i guess he's zack's pokémon now to," she said pondering whether or not he would agree. "so i guess he'll be traveling with us." "i don't like the idea of that." caroline said quickly.
Demon Castle Digitalpotato - The Egyptian Hall
Peter pondered a little to himself as he looked up to the night sky. unfortunately, deserts seemed to get a little bit cold at night. hell, a lot cold. he shivered to himself as a cold wind chilled him to the bone.
A Necromancer's Heart Chapter 4
He pondered before telling me it was possible, that it - in a way - was like commanding a spirit while it was in a corpse, "...so in a way your theory could work, why what a you planning?"
How Many Bears DId That? (silly poem)
Yes we do still dare to ponder... is mr. bee still nameless and friendless? is mr. bee still left lonely even though not penniless? of that matter, we may never be apprised...
A Stranger in Suburbia (An Interactive Story) - Prologue (4)
.** you walk over to the writing desk and ponder which drawer to open first. pragmatism encourages you to open both simultaneously, and finding no reason not to do so, you do so.
Words Apart
To and fro my thoughts would wander across the emotions felt, for his requite i would ponder and leave my heart in a melt.
The Castle
**_the summer breeze blows cooler_** **_the heated days she's known tumble slowly to the past as she remains alone she ponders as she freezes her limbs are growing numb the silent games that steal her time as she waits for death to come
EMPLOYMENT
He goes to the table, pondering about his "morning draft sip" to. "what the hell has lost only a skunk? he asks himself. how it could only come this far? " "it is important to an understanding, they said."
Poem #48: Inside
Surface the mind that's inside rants and raves yearning to learn wishing the torrent to end the heart that's inside yearns for its love holes pierce its shell bleeding in rivers the emotions inside swirl around in mystery they ponder