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The Last Trip

She married young and did all the right things,
Raised the children, loved the man
Life turned upside down
The love that was once pleasure became pain
Unimaginable
Unfullfilling
Dangerous
And one day she ran away
It was the last trip to that house she ever made.

Years continued on as she had to learn a new song
Raising children, loving boyfriends
Just to ease the pain
The love became just physical to stop the longing
Not spiritual
Not soul mate
Not important
And one day she ran away
It was the last trip to those houses she ever made

Her parents aged, and life became an endless service
Caring for parents, raising teenagers
The love became poignant and bittersweet
Death coming
Death watching
Death here
And one day she ran away
It was the last trip to her child home she ever made

A companion strolled in and love happened again
Children grown and gone, new man to hold
The love became deep, rich, and enduring
Life anew
Life fulfilled
Life finally
And one day he went away
It was the last trip to his bed she ever made

Now the years have passed and she is old at last
Grandchildren play, doctor visits untold
The love became for what was in the past
Hospital ways
Hospital days
Hospital
And one day she ran away
It was the last trip she made anywhere
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Spirit Animals

I've been researching this as much as possible, and I'd like to know what all of your spirit animals are (if youve found them) and how you found them. Maybe a story? I'm trying to find mine, and I just can't clear my mind; empty it of all the stress of school life. Maybe these might help.

Great day :)

What a great day I had: First me and my best friend watched some episodes of our favorite anime, then we took a walk in a beautiful forested area, and now to follow it up, I met some new friends in the forest! I could not be happier with how today turned out.
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Css testing

friends[for ickydog and me]

this rp is for me and icky dog its about friendship and how firned help eachother.
ill start. my shiney coat shines in the sun crystal blue eyes sparkle in the sun light my antlers are shiney to. sees a deer and asks if it wants to play.[thats you ickydog]

Bailey's Time.

Bailey will be participating in the rut for the first time. She is available for the rut. She has the orca like mask, the back and white pelt, and the butterfly anlters. She will be hanging around the pond most of the time. To when you approch her, to show her you was to be her mate, you must rear, shake your head yes, and the scratch action. If she accepts you she will bow and you. If she doesn't accept you, she will rear, stick her tounge out, and roar at you. She might also show her horns.

Have fun trying to get with her!
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The Red Hair [begin of Balthamos' damnation shortstory]

Previous writing
Comments and criticisms are welcome.
I apologize in advantage for possible grammatical mistakes.

[ literacy, the middle eight ]

Recent spur-of-the-moment poetry. Some have already been posted in Verdilac's little corner, but nevertheless...
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I lay there for a long time.

I lay there for a long time.... in the flowers. It seemed like forever. I am really small, really young, and a few moments seem like forever. Am I rotting away? Am I becoming something of the earth again? It seems like it has been forever since my mother and I fell to the ground. We had spent day and day nursing our blackened tongues and failing health. She kept saying she was sorry. She was sorry she gave it to me.

We just lay there rotting, until we were nothing but a fluff of hair atop morbid, stinking bones.

I dreamed of a land of flowers and trees. So hard I dreamed, that they appeared. They appeared above my head like a dream-cloud, above my bones. Momma didn't talk to me anymore. The snow that fell on my bones didn't fall on my bones anymore.

I watched a rabbit hop by today.






This was the inspiration for this writing. Picture does not belong to me.
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