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Love Is The Message
Sensing shadows,I close my eyes,count to an incalculable number,nodding my head to the night’s rhythm. My glass is glowing,half full of my dreams,sipped and swallowed,swirling with the butterflies that line my stomach. The daughters of the dolls dazzle,followed by my feet,dainty and dancing down the runway.My spirit is my trophy,and tonight, my soul will shine.
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I Accept Your Assessment Of Who I Am, With A Smile
Delicious demon dancing in the darkness,drink in your dainty hand,rings, jingling, jangling,hanging on your hell sent fingers,hypnotic and humbling. I fall,emotionally, and to my knees,all at once,betrayed by how beguiling you are,and how becoming it is to belong to you. Dawn draws near,the sun comes undone,caught in your chaos,tangled in the tempest of your temptation,sighing,…
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Celestia
Supervising Officer Mia Woodburn Personal Log – 27th May 2069 This was such a stupid idea. I thought that when I took the transfer, but the money was so good and so I couldn’t say no. Humanity spends centuries searching for a way to the stars, and the first thing we use it for is…
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Celestia – Part Five
Supervising Officer Mia Woodburn Personal Log – 31st May 2069 Dear Mr Woodburn, I hope you will not mind me using your wife’s log to communicate with you, but I much prefer the personal touch. Mia and her colleagues fought valiantly, but alas, they are no more. Your wife was a very beautiful woman, Mr…
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Celestia – Part Four
Supervising Officer Mia Woodburn Personal Log – 30th May 2069 He has a heartbeat, and I can hear it everywhere. It’s always dark outside, but today, it seemed even darker. The stars seemed to be hiding. It’s cold in here, no matter what setting we have the heating units on, and the prisoners have begun…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 