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The Sorceress’s Town | Aayliah
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The Sorceress’s Town. March 25, 2016. Whitney scraped the bread from the bottom of the trashcan, and bit her bottom lip as she resisted the urge to gorge the entire thing. She split it in half, offering it to her brother. Matt took it hungrily, standing at the alley’s entrance, his head swiveling back and forth. They had to be on constant watch for anyone who might cause them trouble. Whitney continued to trifle through the trash, splitting the other scraps she found with her brother. Whitney batted her ...
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April 14, 2016. I wish I didn’t care. As much as I do. I wish I was a heartless bitch. This entry was tagged poem. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Once upon a story.
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Untitled | Aayliah
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April 2, 2016. Across a walkable plain. That has transformed into a river of devastation. Beings of great power. Who take enjoyment in the fire within me. Will kill the inferno. I will be lost here and forgotten everywhere. This entry was tagged napowrimo. Catching my breath →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Your Teacher Writes Too.
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Dark fragments | Aayliah
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April 1, 2016. I throw black stones. At the white flowers. I am the dark fragments. Found in the spaces between stars. I am the moment. When you doubt the existence. This entry was tagged dark. The Sorceress’s Town. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Catching my breath | Aayliah
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April 3, 2016. Times like these it feels like I might float away. I am lighter than air in these moments. So I fill my lungs full oxygen in order to ground myself-. But I feel my heart lurch and drop to the floor. If only I could float away-. To keep my heart from dropping. This entry was tagged anxiety. Next Post →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email. Once upon a story.
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April 14, 2016. I wish I didn’t care. As much as I do. I wish I was a heartless bitch. April 3, 2016. Times like these it feels like I might float away. I am lighter than air in these moments. So I fill my lungs full oxygen in order to ground myself-. But I feel my heart lurch and drop to the floor. If only I could float away-. To keep my heart from dropping. April 2, 2016. Across a walkable plain. That has transformed into a river of devastation. Beings of great power. Will kill the inferno. Let’s...