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StrengthStrengthStrength by lastendingconductor
I have seen and observed the path you tread now. So go now and be as mindless as you always were. Physical strength will fade with time but our power is limitless. Knowledge and the will to act on it is the truest strength, but someone such as you will never know the mysteries of a higher calling. The echoes, the heartbeat that course through all will never reach the arrogance of your ears. You are a wasted life, forever stuck underneath the thumb of fate. You are a doll forever tied to a master, a slave that will never be freed. Fear not, your ignorance will blind you from all you see, it shall be a shield but in turn it shall be your tomb as well.
A man forever ruined by a drug that promises nothing. I hope you enjoy that pseudo-strength for a time, as you get bigger and bigger. I wonder if you realized the more you grew, the more your true strength fades. The more you relied on such a depravity, the more you have taken strength away from you. Tell about how many peop
Maybe onceMaybe onceMaybe once by lastendingconductor
Just once, maybe if you can give me that just once. Do you think we could come to an understanding? My feelings for you, a silence like the coming snow, forever around you but never crossing. Just once could you understand, that tearing feeling when we are here together. Black hair as bitter raven's tears, but with a heart sweeter than sugar. I know how much you hate me, as much as I love you, and when you celebrate to see me gone, I know I'll be missing you.
Your hands that grip. Those that hands that never leave. I wonder what they felt like? Just once I would love to know. I'm sure that they're warm and gentle, something I would never know. Even in my deepest dreams, I can see you with that gentle look, and like clockwork I breakdown in my tears once again. This time wasted, the emotions spent, for reasons beyond anything I could hope to understand. I'm stupid I know, but just this once could I see you once more?
It was so sudden, a creeping tremor, love that whispered li
Drache-Lehre's Commission Info~ Jack of Many Trades; Master of None~!Drache-Lehre's Commission Info~ by Drache-Lehre
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Walt's Princess: Chapter Twenty EightA bag pulled up from over Diane Miller’s body sitting on a four legged chair all tied up. The room was pitch dark black all over with the exception of a spotlight shining over her. She struggled to at least get her hands free, but it was no use. Her car keys, her cell phone, and her wallet were taken away while she was unconscious. There were guards on both sides making sure she wouldn’t do anything reckless. Trying not to breathe aloud so fast, she was frightened like a little girl. As far as she was concerned, there was nothing she could do.Walt's Princess: Chapter Twenty Eight by WishExpedition23
Abruptly, a row of lights made a pathway towards the door. Olin came inside and walked down that path to Diane and his henchmen. His hands were behind his back, his eyes shot a cold stare at the elderly woman, the footsteps he made echoed through the large dark empty room, and his frown was enough to curdle dairy. As he stopped in front of Diane, Diane gave herself the courage to speak.
“Where are we?” Diane asked, “