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Another part of me has been taken Another life An amazing life. Leaving me empty and lost. I'm not sure there's enough of me left.
There are not enough memories Not enough time spent, -can there ever be. The memories there are, flit and fly in and out. Tears flow. The occasional smile alights on/touches my lips.
I wish I could tell him all that is in my heart. How much I admired him. I'm sure he knows, but it's not the same.
He was a great man But would never had said it. And most probably would not know; H
by *Missminxtress
Out Of the DarkThe knife slipped silently out of the dark. She felt the cold touch of metal against her neck, slim and razor sharp. Then his breath from behind upon her skin.Out Of the Dark
She could sense his closeness, his power. Her breath rose and fell in her chest, rapidly increasing it's pace. Her blood pumped faster through her body, racing now. But she was unable to move, his very presence holding her fast.
She could hear his heartbeat increase, his breathing deepen.
Slowly the knife was drawn across her neck, raising minute drops of blood that welled up and converged, forming a threadlike ribbon
by *Missminxtress
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I've used up all my sick days....
so i'm calling in Dead.
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