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..silhouettes and broken glassA boy and a girl, two completely different worlds...silhouettes and broken glass
Something was once held so close between them. But time passes and feelings fade away.
Nothing can bring together a moment that no longer exists.
No matter how many times memories are re-enacted in hazy minds, the truth remains.
We are all alone.
A wine bottle stands open on a table, and glasses scatter around it. Reflections dance off the light from the glass, distorted and discoloured. Each person interacts with others, keeping their most inner thoughts safely hidden. There’s a mask we all wear, don’t forget to make sure its firmly in pl
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If These Walls Could TalkThe evening light struggles through the dirty window half-illuminating the dilapidated interior. The front room of the old house sits in a state of abandon. A chair lies by the stairs near the back, the fireplace is black with soot, as is the large, once majestic rug, and only an old oak table stands in seeming defiance to this state of affairs, almost barring entry through the front door, not that many would. The house sits on a hill overlooking the small town laid out before it- as of course all old, abandoned houses must. The front door swings open and judders back as it meets with the old oak table, prompting a muffled curse fIf These Walls Could Talk
by ~StuartR
P.S. - This Sort of Thing...If it proved to be worthwhile, I'd open my mouth and declare my possibly undying love for you. But that "if" is an open window on the seventy-third floor of a New York City skyscraper; I could climb through and find a fire excape; or I could plummet to my death and allow my body to be described by the media as "squashed tomatoes." Even though tomatoes are my favorite fruit. So should I take the risk? Is an extreme case of "like" worth the risk of emotional murder and lethargy? If it meant a chance to know you or love you or trust you, aP.S. - This Sort of Thing...
by ~blackcherry-chainsaw
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- Current Residence: Auckland
- Interests: Trout fishing, paper-plane racing
- Favourite movie: TRANSFORMERS
- Favourite band or musician: Rise Against
- Favourite genre of music: Rock/Punk Rock/Random classical
- Favourite artist: Kandinsky
- Favourite poet or writer: Tim Mcilrath and Roald Dahl
- Favourite photographer: The stalker kind you don't notice
- Favourite style of art: Fnacy-shmancy
- Operating System: Marshmellows.
- MP3 player of choice: Iriver
- Shell of choice: Tortoise
- Wallpaper of choice: Stinkfist-ing- by Reverend-Maynard (Smelly is awesome)
- Skin of choice: Crispy
- Favourite game: MSN checkers and poker,
- Favourite gaming platform: your mum
- Favourite cartoon character: Homer Simpson.
- Personal Quote: Dammit, Banks! *bangs fist on table*
- Tools of the Trade: Paint, Brush, Pen, Pencil, Chalk, Cad, Max, Photoshop
- MSN: final___destiny@hotmail.com
- Yahoo: Yahoo My Ass.
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