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Illness Is A Curse A minnow, defined as weakIllness Is A Curse by ~ForeverLostSoul
Injured. No strength to swim
Whether frozen in fear or ignorance
It will never know.
Such a vulnerable prey,
And yet, no matter the disturbance,
it fails to shake such a timid creature.
When necessities of life are given,
It will not move or squirm.
For it knows the dangers.
Especially when diving in to deep water.
Petal Play He planted roses in the North Pole. Every year on the exact same damn date. I wish he'd just let it go. I get so frustrated every time Bree does this. He says that I don't have to come, but I do, just in case he does something stupid. That's what a good sister does, right? Protects her siblings? No matter how much he hates it, I'll be there every time.Petal Play by ~ForeverLostSoul
"Bree, no matter how much you try to look after it, the rose won't survive," I tried to convince him. "It's too cold out here". I had never seen such a hollow look in someone's eyes. He seemed to be holding back long awaited tears.
"Bree..Come on. Let's go back to the cabin". As I began to t
Let My People Go Remember when we rode in the sand?Let My People Go by ~ForeverLostSoul
Our chariots colliding
We ruled the land.
Remember when I got you in trouble?
I thought it was funny
You made father bubble.
Remember when I took off that night?
The truth unfolded
I was coated in fright.
Remember when I questioned my life?
Those words that they spoke
Stuck like a knife.
Remember when I killed that man?
In fear and panic
From you I ran.
I remember when she took me in
While I was consumed
By deadly sin.
I remember when he opened my eyes
And my cries were lifted
To the skies.
I remember when the bush was red
God was there
And he said:
Holy ground you tread upon,
Take
I Did It For Love A couple bonded by love at first sight,I Did It For Love by ~ForeverLostSoul
They sung by day, and kissed by night.
The moon aligned and shined on them,
He, a hero and she, a gem.
Woe soon came, an untimely moment,
'You're fired!', his boss laughed like an infant.
He was thrown out, thanks to money and greed,
Left with a tenner and two mouths to feed.
He looked high and low, nothing to be found,
But still determined, he stood his ground.
Until his eyes caught a group of girls,
At the street corner, twirling their curls.
He walked over and explained his strife,
The girl replied, 'we make 60 a night!'.
An option cruel and not to his taste,
But into this business, he
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