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The Guardian |
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Shortysdadd Junior Member
since 2011-06-26
Posts 39 |
I settle beneath her bed a cats dim shadow. Yawning, stretching letting myself unfurl to fill the room. To feel the textured walls To feel the cool window's sweat To feel for any presence that means to harm her. When finally satisfied I push against the very air. Until her little ears pop and she smiles knowing I am on guard. "little Nightmare?" she asks. "Go to sleep child" my voice red gravel Feigned irritation cheerfully ignored. "I love you." whispered past her tiny wet thumb. Oh I would burn the world for you... [This message has been edited by Shortysdadd (07-11-2011 10:17 PM).] |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Awesome. This tugs at my heartstrings powerfully. Love, Margherita |
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SlowlyFallAway Member
since 2008-08-29
Posts 279North Carolina |
Wow. I absolutely loved it!! |
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