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On the death of a lover
Crest of trees in shadowy light
Amid the falls of petals red
Her pupils fixed in star-ward gaze
She rest upon her fiery bed
Upon her bosom, lie her arms
As if to hold the secret down
But alas! With her very last breath
Her little secret is all but gone
I saw her last with laughing eyes
And happiness that knew no fear
But I had to tell her this was the end
And I saw her delight disappear
The secret it was that saw her perish
A secret that no other can see
But when I gazed into her beautiful eyes
I knew that her little secret was me.
The ChairI met her the other day, as we were walking down the stairs I felt suddenly the need to ask her if she was going to stay. I was embarrassed with myself, for asking such a blatantly selfish question. I already knew the answer, I always know the answer. The question was becoming a rhetoric.
She left. I walked down to the eat out at the corner of the street and sat down. Something was wrong. Sometimes you just get used to things happening around you. You take them for granted. The empty chair next to me seemed and felt emptier, because it was unoccupied. And not just because it was unoccupied. It was empty. I hope I'm making sense here. W
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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