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the end of a dreamer
"I just wanna die." She murmured.
"Everything is gonna be alright."
"How can I laugh? How can I even breathe when you're not here with me?"
The cigarette burned in the ashtray. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. A single drop of tear fell down her eye.
"Everything is gonna be fine. I'll come back to you."
"I was not deserving. I was unworthy of having you." She just said.
"That's not true. You know that."
"I don't know anything anymore."
"Things will turn for the better."
"Stop it, nothing is gonna be fine."
"God will make things right."
"He doesn't exist. He left me alone. I begged of him not to take you away from me. He forgot me; he
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hilf mir fliegen
She was holding a sweet lemon in her hand, round and yellow, like a ray of sunshine. She pushed the sharp edge of knife deeper into the skin. The blade cut through and slipped, just an inch maybe, but even that small inch was enough. The blade cut through her skin and flesh. She flinched and screamed, "Ouch".
The sun colored lemon fell on the ground, the knife followed by. A droplet of crimson red fell on the yellow skin and disappeared into the half-exposed juicy flesh, leaving red footprints behind. She looked at her finger, which was bleeding by now. She heard the loud footsteps hurrying to her direction. He was there. She knew everything
Tokio Hotel fiction
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Literature
white heart-p03
I woke up in my bed, alone, like always. I could see the time on the alarm clock's screen. It was late but it was my day off. I pulled myself up and groaned. I had never been a morning person, early or late I hated the light of the day. On the weekdays I would wake up early out of habit, not because I enjoyed it. I pulled the sheets around myself and got out of the bed. I entered the bathroom and stood in front of the tall mirror. I was a mess. The computer started talking, "good morning Alba."
- Good morning Jeannie
- You don't look so good today.
- I know. What's for breakfast?
- Toast and eggs with orange juice. No coffee, you have de
White heart
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Literature
two souls colide, chapter 12
Nyssa was sitting on the top branch of the tallest tree in the jungle. She was listening to the sounds of the night, looking through the shadows. She could see the deer sleeping with their fawns by their sides. She could hear the sound of wind, and the night hunters looking for their prey. She had become really found of the sound of birds wings, flipping in the air. She could sit there for hours, listening to them. By now she knew the name of each bird from the sound, its wings made.
She could hear Tom, Gustav and Georg's voice in distance. They were hunting something big. Probably a stag. She sat there, swinging her long legs in the air. S
two souls collide
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Literature
love happens , part 5
She was weary but only physically . She knew she would feel better when she saw the guys again . She really missed them all . She couldn't believe all the things she had done in this short period of time just to be able to join them in Milan . It would be good to be back in Italy , too . It was really good to be amongst the people whom she felt really close to and also reunite with the ones she missed the most .
She had called her dad in the states telling him about her plans . He was happy for her . She had told him that she had started working for the band as an interpreter . Her dad was not really ok with the concept of her hav
Love happens
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Literature
meadow fairy-p11
Eva was sitting at her desk. She had a hard day. It was one of those busy summer days on which everything went wrong and every guest in the hotel had a problem. She had tried to solve all of them and now she had a slight headache. She kicked her high heel shoes off under the table. She turned the page of the report on her desk and grabbed her ankle and massaged the painful joint. She sighed and started taking notes. A small hand put a piece of paper on her table. She didn't look up and instead said, "I'll check it later. Let me finish this report. I'm not a machine Michelle."
"Ok. I kan wait."
The voice was monotone. It sounded like the per
Meadow Fairy
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Sayen
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the end has come
One year, one joy: writing words.
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Road to nowhere - P39
Christy sat down with a sigh on the steps descending to the backyard. She looked at the scattered toys. A satisfied smile appeared on her lips. The toys could wait until morning. She just wanted to sit in that spot and never move. Her muscles ached, she was physically tired and she had burned a good proportion of adrenaline, now her body screamed for some mercy.
The surface of water in the pool was calm, just the light of the moon reflecting in it and some light from the house. She could hear Tom's loud voice from the inside. He was laughing cheerfully. Christy knew he was drunk. She took her abused pack of cigarettes out of her jeans back
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