| Hello everyone Im Chris, and i like writing parts of stories, or short plots, and i enjoy photography and freehand lithos. see my portfolio at [link] |


to endHe stares at the photo through reddened, tear filled eyes. She looks back at him from behind the glass, so mercifully unaware of her own future.to end
He stares at the photo until his vision clouds, and he realises he is crying. Each tear that hits the glass is an accusation. Why weren't you there? Why didn't you stop it? You should have been there. You failed her. you failed her.
Carefully, shakily, he puts the photo down, lifts the heavy weight from his thigh, and lifts it to his mouth. He can taste oil, and metal. He stares into space, but he still sees her perfect face, looking out at him from behind the gl


Tell themThink for a moment of anyone you have ever felt for, and you will realise how much love means. Think what would happen if you never told anyone that you loved them, then what? If you were never to wake up tomorrow, what would they do? Would they care? Would they even know? For your sake and theirs, tell them. If you never wake up from your sleep, if you never come back from your battles, what then? Will they know? Will they care?Tell them
Tell them how you feel.
If nothing comes of it, what have you lost? Dignity? It can be regained. But if you lose someone whom you love, and you never say anything, what would tha


what is it like?Do you know what it's like to wake up to a world that you know wants to kill you? Or how it feels to fall asleep in your clothes, the same clothes you have worn for the last two years? What about how it feels to watch your best friends die, over, and over, and over again?what is it like?
Do you know what it's like to have to kill a man? Or how it feels when you have torn the humanity from his body? What about how it feels afterwards, when the scene replays over in your mind, getting louder, and louder, and louder?
Do you know what it's like to forget the sound of a stream because all you can hear are explosions? Or how


At the lakesideYou stand there at the lakeside in the pouring rain, and i have never seen anything so beautiful. your hair lies damply against your cheeks and across your shoulders, bangs hanging over your eyes and dripping. Those eyes, those impossibly deep pools of soft limpid blue, shining through lashes heavy with rain. Those eyes stare straight into my soul, their flame burning away everything except for how i feel as i see you standing at the lakeside.At the lakeside
Your arms hang by your sides, pale skin shining from the rainwater, your wonderfully soft hands open towards me by your hips. The sound the rain makes seems to melt into nothingness
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Sign:[link]
Visit:[link]
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Remember: JOHN 3:16
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"For once you have tasted flight, you will always walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been and there you long to return."
Leonardo DaVinci
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Sign:[link]
Visit:[link]
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Remember: JOHN 3:16
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"For once you have tasted flight, you will always walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been and there you long to return."
Leonardo DaVinci
It means a loot to me
take care & have fun
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The world is just illusion,
trying to change you.
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thanks, you too
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"For once you have tasted flight, you will always walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been and there you long to return."
Leonardo DaVinci
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Cyklus
i will though, once i've sorted out some of the work i need to catch up with at school
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"For once you have tasted flight, you will always walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been and there you long to return."
Leonardo DaVinci
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Cyklus
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"For once you have tasted flight, you will always walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been and there you long to return."
Leonardo DaVinci
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