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Some people pray. I write.

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majorasmadelineSome people pray. I write.

Begin Again

There are stars behind your eyes, And galaxies in your veins; You are the smell of an early Sunday morning when it rains.
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Grief

It doesn't matter where I am or who I'm with; I look up at the sky and search for you
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A Widow's Lament

And 4am is the time for lovers For artists and for thought But 4am is when I got the call Telling me you were gone
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Innocence

I have this recurring dream about Icarus and the Sun. I am Icarus, and you are my sun.
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Between the Lines (Part One)

“Mia.” The suddenness of his voice left me reeling. I felt myself giving up; I would never escape this man..
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Nobody's Listening

BANG, BANG, BANG. The heavy, misguided foot steps indicated that he was in his usual state of intoxication; the girl quivered with dread. She knew what was coming to her, what the next ten...
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Grey

I experimented with more than just paints; I experimented with love. With sacrifice. With my own soul. I sold my soul to a man who used my body as a canvas..
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