Sunday, April 24, 2016

Short story

Roses. The cemetery was quiet. I wanted you to have them. A pure bouquet. How innocently they tribute each other. I am inspired. Dont hold your words back. I must act on every impression.

They are desirable
You can
You will see
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2 comments:

  1. Solstice EverstonApril 24, 2016 at 5:37 PM

    "Roses. The cemetery was quiet."

    This is a great hook that really paints a picture

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  2. Cher HorowitzApril 24, 2016 at 7:39 PM

    Dont hold your words back

    i really like this

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