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  • Fiction > Romance
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    Once I knew a boy. He was full of youth and happiness and he thought that he would live forever. He would take me to movies and buy me dinner and pull me out in the rain simply to dance and get wet. And that boy was mine, and I reveled in the jealousy of other girls as he would take my face in his...
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    I gave you half of my heart, And tucked the other half in the back pocket of my favorite jeans, But you said it wasn’t enough, And I was scared, And I left. But you said that you loved me, That you always would, And I believed you, And I missed you. So, I went back, But you were gone...
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    In the dark, I’m set free, permitted to your room alone. You sleep there, on your stomach, with your shirt tossed wayward on the floor and your jeans still stuck to your skin. You sweat, because you feel me here. You sweat, because you know you’ve brought me here. I watch as you wrestle with t...
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    They say that war is hell, and I always believed them. I never knew my Grandpa before the war, but they said he had been different, then. They said he had smiles that would crinkle the corners of his eyes and giant laughs that boomed through my grandparent’s tiny house like thunder. They said he ...
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    We were kids, then, full of pinky promises and dares and giggles behind tiny hands. And it was just me and you; against dragons and evil kings and dungeons made of tire swings. It was we. We were teens, then, full of youth and R-movies and the freedom of your first car. A...
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    I think you should know that Wal-Mart is quite creepy at one in the morning. I park close to the store, stuffing my hands deep into my pockets and slouching into the bright lights. “Erin, what’s crackin’?” James, the grave shift greeter, shouts at me. I just smile at him, but it fel...
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    I can tell you almost anything you want to know and most things you didn’t. I can write your life story with amazing detail and I can sweet talk my way out of anything. I can type like the wind, I can recite poetry. When I’m done reading a book, I can tell you everything about it. I’ll remem...
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    I am the weaver. It is the beginning. Slowly, the first fiber forms, stretching and pulling and giving as I draw it gently and attach it. As more and more thread is spun, they sigh their complaints; the tension taking more then it gives. I speak to them, comforting them like children, adding smal...
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