Cyranny’s quickie!
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Tag: Gone
Time…
Time is gone, It disappeared With you. When you said Goodbye, My life lost All of its timetables. I’m not lost But I can’t find Myself in anything That used to be Usual. Life trying to Get back to some Kind of ‘’normal’’. What’s normal anyway?
Gone… (May 29th FFF)
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Gone… (May 29th FFF)
Please don’t… (and update)
Since our blogs were stolen, I’ve been monitoring the posts they had copied from The Cove, from time to time… Hoping they would be gone, refresh after refresh. And a few minutes ago…. I don’t want to rejoice too soon, but I’d like to think that we succeeded. Really, tyg-thieves…. Don’t come back! …… Continue reading Please don’t… (and update)
Gone…
How many times had she thought about it? Enough to be curious, obviously. She had seen it so many times on tv. Shows about people who had mysteriously vanished from their homes… No sign of kidnapping, no apparent reason for leaving their life behind. No clues as to where they would have gone.…… Continue reading Gone…
Don’t you wish…
Lying in bed, she held the phone close to her ear, trying to carve in her mind each and every word he spoke, knowing they’d most probably be the last he would grant her. She was not quite past the shock of coming back to an empty house yet, but she now managed to…… Continue reading Don’t you wish…
To the moon and back….
I loved you to the moon and back, but upon return, only the memory of you still lingered home.
Gone.
Off. Dimmed out. Dried. Old. Out of style. Gone… Work. Pay the bills. breathe. Living until… Just live. Until you’re gone. Until…
Don’t you wish…
Lying in bed, she held the phone close to her ear, trying to carve in her mind each and every word he spoke, knowing they’d most probably be the last he would grant her. She was not quite past the shock of coming back to an empty house yet, but she now managed to…… Continue reading Don’t you wish…
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