He's gone You've lost Stay behind and count the cost You try You lose You don't all in love by chance You choose Is't a decision made over time Should you take a risk and start to climb the steepest hill only to find halfway there you've been left behind? Choosing to love is ri ...

Awe inducing dancing colours fill the eye, the branches of life fill another purpose, to present beauty, showcasing native artistry. She let the paint brush run wild in summers end, Mother Nature; the original artist, the reviver of fall with all it`s anticipated allurement. Raw orang ...

My love Is like white light, Intense, Comprised of the entire color spectrum, But for now it has been diffused into its original components By the prism you have set forth. The colors are brilliant but aimless, Mere echoes between empty walls. My love Is like potential energy, wai ...

A string of bells jingled obnoxiously against the glass door as Hugh entered the Jukebox Café. The first thing he noticed was the pepless fan rotating just enough to move the hot air and smell of grease from one side of the restaurant to the other. No one came for the food, or at least that ...

I met Carmen the day someone set the gym on fire. I’d known who she was before then—I’d heard the whispers of the tricks she pulled, and I’d seen her saunter up and down the clinic halls with a wicked glint in her eyes—but it wasn’t until I watched her drop an empty matchbox into a trashcan o ...

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Siegfried Sassoon