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Whispers of Thornfield

On a rainy, silent night in Thornfield
the deserted streets, houses shrouded in fog
a town where time seemed to stand still
each shadow dancing beneath the flickering light
of the old train station
a relic of red bricks and worn wood

Clara Byrne waited
a young reporter, heart pulsating with mysteries
rumors swirling around her like the rain
about a train that departed at 11:59 PM
never...

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Crystal

My heart skips a beat when I catch you glancing.

I’m high on you, your mental is alluringly entrancing. 

 

Hypnotised.

 

I lose my consciousness in your world; now hooked on your being. 

Whilst pheromones run wild, you advance, begin by playfully teasing.

 

I analyse your face. 

 

Slowly you undress me before you go to third base, 

Your tongues tender touch hits th...

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GOD Bless

 

Surely, I'm not happy 
To lose the best friend 
It is true, not funny 
"GOD" put the final end 

Certain hour, of the day 
Whatever we are or where 
We have to say Goodbye 
"GOD" is kind and fair 

No one plans to die 
No one remains forever 
No When , Where or WHY? 
Let's pray, no suffer

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Longing

i keep
a light on
for you
quiet voices
follow
each nodding
turn
of an hour

the night
passes cold
between
the ache
of my fingers

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