Confliction...

Confliction... The trigger pulled, the body lay where life once stood Evil actions gave peace to a being anything but good Hands shivered as eyes met with shocking relief Now to those only known by the bleeding would grief One life for another To...

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Peculiar...

Peculiar... In the moment, content, my eyes wandered to a shadow I hadn't seen in a while The movement was still magical, I imagined so was the smile I didn't look toward the face of mental friction I'd only think back about physical addiction...

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Next...

Next... With a steady hand I broke the band to be more than the memory could show The future always a past realization, the present seems more able to grow Beyond & above the times I cherish, & moments I'll always love Seconds make up what's...

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Repetitious...

Repetitious... Simple plan to sleep My rest-full face, I can't seem to keep Eyes stare into time, never finding interest for more than a moment eternal So, with blurred eyes, I write again in my digital journal Another page & time Another set of...

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Life is Just a Storm- Chapter 7- Silver Reality

There was no time to hide. No time to run. Lukan knew that he was about to come face to face with Klaus' ex boyfriend in just a few seconds. Awkward situations that were to inevitably arise from happenings such as this were one of the things Lukan...

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Life is Just a Storm- Chapter 11- Expanding Rift

Lukan was home alone that night. It was the first night he had been alone since he was still technically single. Lukan wondered where the otter was going to go when he got off of work. He always came straight to Lukan's after work, once Klaus' family...

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Why’z...

- Night thoughts- 68. - Y knot... Why'z... This night, I don't feel much fight I've seen all that's left, & don't think it'd be right Along the trips, the ground shook me like bad news often did It took time, still does for some things, but much...

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Harmony

Today was one of those days where you find yourself without much to do, so you repeat menial tasks to feel somewhat productive. For Charlotte, this meant shaking a sifter of flour into a bowl so the white powder would be easier to mix. She was making...

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...Life...

Time is funny, true magic Many-a-times, out of our hands, turning tragic It's not all bad... things change, enjoy what you can, after all, anyone can be sad Stand up, or sit & relax a minute before you forget Things were, & can still be good,...

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Hello again...

Rambling reasoning - 77. - Hello again... back in this dusty chair, in this room with no door, strong walls, & one high window Not certain if light is shining through from outside, or just a lights soft glow It's hopeful, but I'd much rather...

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Rambling reasoning - 76. -

Rambling reasoning - 76. - All of my heroes still shining as bright as I remember The smiles, priceless as can be, in a souls vibrant ember Along the river beds barren, I dream of only the sea Of today, yet far way , beyond what any can see Such a...

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St’able...

Rambling reasoning - 75. - St'able... Among the many thoughts that frequent my mind each day i find a few that seem to want to stay Some doubtful, delusional, & some plain strange All share one thing, they leave some kind of room for change It's...

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