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Sitting on the rock, Continued his pleading croaks. Princess, where are you?
Suddenly, once grayish white cloud… turned deeper grey and floated in… Lightnings flashed behind clouds a… accompanied with roaring thunder warning everything below
By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…
Today, I realized your voice has… Deeper than usual. Isn't that str… When I caught your quirky smile, you walked away; that's not your s… "Let me feel your forehead."
The rice laid on the mat, While it dried under the sun. I sat on my father’s lap, as I read from book of John. My sister played nearby
I feel for those tormented souls, in the pit of unescapable ghouls. With serrated tongues that bind tightly, human souls resigned... In their deep melancholy and desol…
The caveat is expanding chasm in the mountain— where raging lava forging through to freedom.
I saturated my being with all thei… I swam across the thoughts they sh… Finding the meaning of it all... Will there be one? I wonder. In the remnants of my memories,
In her statuesque beauty, A figure, so grotesque I can see.… She was meticulously carved with c… But a darkened soul inside shrieki… Layers of contrite, mournful devou…
Borrowed Time By: Imrogue In time, memories fade... but, I… Some memories may pain me and some… I am graced with borrowed time and…
Sing me a song of love and fate. Devoid of exhaustion from contenti… The wall had appeared... keeping permanence...I fear Save me from anguish I feel.
by: Imrogue Pitter-patter of raindrops... right above the rooftop At the bottom of the rain spout... the barrel awaits for every drop.
Someone loomed from nowhere— A better glimpse failed her— Her breath was heavy between anticipation and trepidation—
Happenstance is the answer to meeting each other. To certain degree, romance is in a… Happiness abound; there's no subst… However, it’s not enough...so, we…
The crimsoned branches of the plum… stretching out vertically, The pears’ luscious greens flutter… as the breeze tickles the branchin… The grape vine’s sprouting leaves