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The Quieting of a Voice. She used to be strong, used to stand her ground. She used to be loud, used to raise her voice. She used to grab people with her words, lift them with her song. Not Anymore. Her Crimson hair would shine, Her flushed cheeksThe Quieting of a Voice.
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Do you see yourself? "Nothing ever happens here" Amillia sighed to absolutely no one as she picked herself up from the grassy hill. The spot was beautiful, but Amillia never noticed. Turning in her cherry red heels, she stands a moment and gazes towards her house, but not trully seeing it. The Tudor-era mansion held countless rooms and, though she knew it was huge, Amillia never really saw it's beauty. In Amillia's mind, she was in another dimension.Do you see yourself?
After walking towards the house somewhat in a daze, Amillia soon discovers one of the few objec
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This is I believes called "food library."
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Scythe update: Okay, Grelle took it back :[ Good news is, I have my own. And we'll be the chainsaw death-scythe team <3
Violets are blue, roses are red,
You'll look even prettier when Grelle kills you dead~
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If I had to compare it to anything it's like watching the characters from Tron performing Shakespeare on a minimalist set. Only it's not like that at all.
~Neil Gaiman~
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-MelodyReverie-
This is the way I am; No one said you had to like it.
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[link] dare you to look
"A what?" he said."An S.E.P." "An S. . . ?" ". . . E.P." "And what's that?" "Somebody Else's Problem," said Ford.
thank you!
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somehow everything i own smells of you
and for the tiniest moment it's all not true
do the things you that you always wanted to
without me there to hold you back
don't think, just do .. .
*guzh <3
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We, as humans, were given a voice to speak. To bottle up your feelings is to murder the spirit.
thank you
so much
for the
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somehow everything i own smells of you
and for the tiniest moment it's all not true
do the things you that you always wanted to
without me there to hold you back
don't think, just do .. .
*guzh <3
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