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By katejayne
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07 March 2008 |
by zak.b a bit of writting
Crimson cascaded down his rounded cheeks, his body lay limp and cold in my arms, his heart slowly pounded its last futile beats before stopping completely. My sour tears pattered on the hard wooden floor of this once joyful house. Years had past since our meeting, those hours spent lolled on the cold but comfortable beach, the waves crashed with the sound of Zeus himself, our fears and worries were destroyed with those waves.
just some writing not realy going anywhere just want you to see some of it lol
(zak.b) |
Written by beatricelouise (202 comments posted) 8th March 2008 | Do yourself a favour and do something with it. Sounds like you want to write a story. Go for it. One suggestion. Write succinct lines and if it's a story, post on the story forum. If it is a poem. break it up into short lines. Keep writing my friend. |
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