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When i walked into my first hour my teacher call my name for roll. I said presence.
By lissamc on 11.01.2012
His presence unnerved her. She didn’t know why, she couldn’t understand it, but the feeling of his hot breath on her neck sent a shiver down her spine.
By Aly on 11.01.2012
his presence was like a flame slowly inching towards a stream of gasoline
he ignited something within me that i never knew was there until he was
he brought me alive and i never even knew i was dead
he made black and white into technicolor
his presence was like fire and i was ice, melting at his touch
By paige URL on 11.01.2012
I can feel his presence.
he stands behind me and breathes sweet breath on my neck.
“Don’t” I say
But he disregards and hugs me with vigor.
I push him away in final defiance.
By Breezeway URL on 11.01.2012
Its presence above the mantle
Always gave me chills
And now I know why the glossy vase
Made me so sad
It holds ashes
The ashes of the mother I never met
its clear, so transparent.
like your soul…..
could you really think that your love could be healing, when you can see yourself,
i hate your presence,
it blinds my soul.
By Victoria Antoinette on 11.01.2012
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