08-23-2020, 01:51 AM
[align=center][div style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; width: 310px; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]Nothing ever goes away until it teaches us what we need to know.
No departure may be deemed simple, though often the misplacement about fragmented, aching heart reduced to broken glass. A mercy that which conducted slow, uneasy steps, two tone beat swallowed beneath dwindling hush, foam laced peaks dying among shallow indents. Necessity the driving factor, a force beyond the trembling tempo heart shudders through, dark the all consuming desire gently caressing fraying threads of thought.
Simply take him. Wash the blood from your skin and pretend all is well, claim another your monstrous heart may consume.
Pitiful the sound arising between parted tines, closure eliciting a click as against each other did they slide. Realisation was an overly slow thing, winding forth through the fleeting touch of conscious perception, loosened their hold against nape. Another squeaking call, forth extending tiny paws, breathless the chuckle slipping past precious cargo. Innocent life that they held aloft over grains sodden and touched by fading foam, unfit for any second rate existence they may offer.
A distance from where the tide was forced once more into retreat was left the kitten, constant the string of vocalisations uttered forth in salten breeze. Irritation the sand that pressed against skin beneath thin coat, a haze of faded, blended together shades the little barely opened eyes may see. Abandoned. Time may only bring such notion forth into disquieted mind ruled by the simplistic structure of base desires, crying out for all he had known even as it fled without a second glance.
No departure may be deemed simple, though often the misplacement about fragmented, aching heart reduced to broken glass. A mercy that which conducted slow, uneasy steps, two tone beat swallowed beneath dwindling hush, foam laced peaks dying among shallow indents. Necessity the driving factor, a force beyond the trembling tempo heart shudders through, dark the all consuming desire gently caressing fraying threads of thought.
Simply take him. Wash the blood from your skin and pretend all is well, claim another your monstrous heart may consume.
Pitiful the sound arising between parted tines, closure eliciting a click as against each other did they slide. Realisation was an overly slow thing, winding forth through the fleeting touch of conscious perception, loosened their hold against nape. Another squeaking call, forth extending tiny paws, breathless the chuckle slipping past precious cargo. Innocent life that they held aloft over grains sodden and touched by fading foam, unfit for any second rate existence they may offer.
A distance from where the tide was forced once more into retreat was left the kitten, constant the string of vocalisations uttered forth in salten breeze. Irritation the sand that pressed against skin beneath thin coat, a haze of faded, blended together shades the little barely opened eyes may see. Abandoned. Time may only bring such notion forth into disquieted mind ruled by the simplistic structure of base desires, crying out for all he had known even as it fled without a second glance.