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About me? Hmmm...-18 years old
-Going to Citrus College
-Love art!
-Love writing poetry and stories
-Played flute for 6 years
-Love writing poetry and stories
-Love taking pictures of things
-Love the rain
-Love chocolate covered strawberries
-Love the snow
-Love dancing in my room
-I love mountains
-I love the ocean
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Thoughts turned into words
Within the depths of a small wood; the fog flys light, yet heavy, grazing on the land like a slithering snake on the ground. The sun fights to present it's warmth past the clouds, yet is bound behind them. The wind carries the fog, the air is quiet, the day is a gloom one but calm. Sitting along the riverside was a young woman. Such a dark beauty in a black elegant dress among many white flowers, skin toned but pale as stone; red lips set in a line; the darkest of brown eyes that match the darkness of her hair. She stares only at the simple white rose in her hand,not noticing that she has clutched it too tightly for a moment that the thorn cut into her finger. Taking her hand with the bleeding finger she lifts the rose and picks off each petal repeating, "He loves me," for one petal, and "He loves me not," for the next petal after. Letting each white petal with a small drop of her blood fall into the river as it carried them away till they were out of sight. So absorbed into this sad yet amusing game of hers, she failed to notice the shadow just creeping up behind her as she was near to the very end of last few petals of the rose. "He loves me....He loves me not....He loves me...He loves me not....He..." Just as she reached out for the last petal she was cut off by the shadowed figure placing its own hand over hers to stop her. With her hand still on the petal wanting to break it off she looks to the hand of the man who was the one plaguing her thoughts. Her sad brown eyes draw themselves back onto the rose and continues to stare. His gaze is soft and full of love for her…just for her; a tiny light flickered in her eye causing them to shine slightly with water. Her lips opened slightly to finish her last petal, gently whispering to herself "He..."The man gave a small smile, and leaned down to her ear to whisper softly, "..Loves you....always" The tickling warmth of his breath against her ear made her eyes close with a smile. They're hands both rip the petal off of the bud together and let it fall into the water; taking her hand to his mouth, he licks the dry blood off of her finger, and she turns to look at him. His soft brown eyes stare into her own; lets her hand fall to her lap and uses his own to caress her soft cheek. His cold hand against her warm skin sent a small shiver down her spine; her smile widens. Reaching for his black hair she strokes it with her fingers; the sparkle flickers in her eye at last, but looks down at her lap. Not liking this, he lifts her chin to look at him, where he sees her still with her smile,but two small tears fall from her eyes. She gives a questioning look in why he has a wonderous look on his face, he answers, “Even in tears you are still so beautiful.” He smiles, and leans down and seals his love with a kiss. The first touch of his lips maker her heart stop for just a moment and beats its wild drumming after. As they part he holds her close to his chest as they just sit near the river, watching, listening, and loving each other.Small story I wanted to post up. Its pretty old...but I've been thinking alot about it.
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Laynah Vigee' Lebrun
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