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turtle
Slow and steady wins the race. Slow and steady. So I am here. Turtling along at a steady pace. Patience was never a virtue of mine.
worthwhile
She was entirely worthwhile, just not worth the tiresome effort it took to sustain this relationship. Worth it, just not worth it. He struggled to find honest meaning in these contradicting feelings.
bloomed
it bloomed into something different, something crude, something far more sinister than she could have imagined. It had bloomed into something she couldn't get away from, because she longed for the sweet fragrance of it. She wanted to run, far away from the manifestation of this passion, but something inside wouldn't allow her to go.
mumbling
you're always mumbling telling me things I can't understand why won't you just speak. Just say the words out loud, pronounce them as if you mean it. Because I hope you do.
leverage
just give me some leverage, cut me some slack. I don't know how you could squeeze anymore out of me than what I'm already giving. Other than my soul, the one thing I won't surrender.
trench
in trenches of dark blackness. In ditches of honeydew In rivers run red with blood In streams through fields of blue.
vines
tangling me in the inner midst of your presence. Your words like vines around my soul. arranging themselves, fastened tight around every cell of me. They grow lush.
boots
boots for walking hiking running boots for gently jabbing your horse to go. Boots passed down, worn and cracked, Boots that carry lovely secrets in their soles.
boots
the system booted up. "c'mon, c'mon" she thought as her watch tick echoed loudly in the dank room. Just one little admission was all she needed. Who knew one would have to rely on something as trivial as technology for saving everything they knew...
beware
beware of the big bad wolf, who comes in broad daylight under the ruse of handsome gentility, to steal away your heart and pitch it back to you with shattered pieces in his full stomach.
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