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There was a solemn leaf, The last leaf on the tree. The others had already gone, They had already gone.
Beauty past, so crisp and green, With winter's coming death. So many lost, these friends of mine That left me to go last.
The last leaf on the tree, Dry and fragile he, The others had already gone, They had already gone.
Forgotten or Forsaken, The last leaf on the tree. Dry and staunch and bare The cold wind doesn't care; No leaf before had ever known Just this kind of grief.
For wit
RemembranceI smile, softly, the kind you always loved; The kind that reaches my eyes. Though deeper in those eyes,Remembrance
deeper than you noticed, A quiet sadness gazes from beneath the surface.
I mean my smile, I mean it. I smile at the memory. I smile at the thought of what used to be. Because my heart remembers More profoundly than my mind, More deeply the emotions than the details.
My heart remembers so much that the memory spills from it, Pouring into my veins, tingling down my spine. It seizes my stomach into knots of remembrance. Muscles reject
CharmingCharmingCharming
I saw you through the window,
Through the smudgy glass panes into the garden. Your profiled face was looking up into a tree When you didn’t know anyone was watching. I saw the gentle curve come to your lips
As you watched a cat on a limb, licking its paw with an air of royalty. I saw your lips mouth silent words And you reached up and scratched its head kindly. Then you turned and began to walk away,
and I was saddened to see you go But to my surprise you turned back, whimsically, And bent over a rosebush, touching your nose to a flower on the side
Summerrrrrr
Its kirsten btw
just a lot of boring.
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~ "Rukia Kuchiki ~ is *The Daughter* I always wanted!"
WELCOME TO DA!
You already are becoming popular!
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Thanks for the creative writing!
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Keep up the GREAT WRITING!
Respects!
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~ "Rukia Kuchiki ~ is *The Daughter* I always wanted!"
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