The flames of my demise lays within me an individual match is all it takes an individual flame is all it took to light the beginning of the end burning for all eternity lighting the way to failure burning those in sight my light that burns ever lasting does not burn away me thus causing me to endure and suffer my losses forever please as i shout and cry dropping to my knees i beg for a way out how can i deal with this feeling? How can i cope? No matter how much i fight i get beat down by my own doubts being the very demise i strived to escape everyday.
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Perfect Little Pirate
The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 8 days ago in Fiction
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