He was back. mysterious hovering at the edge conscientious she watched, he was too far away prepared herself for the inevitable fast exit. But much to her surprise, he came out took a few tentative steps coaxing her heart,
He was back. mysterious hovering at the edge conscientious she watched, he was too far away prepared herself for the inevitable fast exit. But much to her surprise, he came out took a few tentative steps coaxing her heart,
She’d had enough In the end, Too bad God wasn’t listening.
life, long, lonely years simply hungry for human contact. deep in her heart time to say goodbye… empty
a desperate hunger for consolation weeping sobs. murmured soothing words of comfort. the grief was riveted with a jolt never discerned All at once a memory final
definitely going on shaking forlorn every slip back wanted always hadn’t really needed pretended for the benefit of today
should have seen that coming would have taken her hands in his, as though they were alone aiming to do more, be more.
the objective trying to remember his hands always dreamt of just the two- hand on his his attention
he tried only she shot back. he got the idea unfair though, freeing probably saved the faded color photograph The one He’d missed her.
oh, the plans we had and then… realized Suddenly conflict became clearer she wondered, expected she realized in that instant, giving was the only teeth-gritting obedience to submit freely from the heart. imagine a new insight into loving
believe for me, believe the truth. about us, She hesitated. anything more, just the tiniest insight into how much this meant she would be hurt all the more ended nothing more to offer silent. She said nothing.
under the cover of darkness raised both hands laughed and hoped awkward and iffy. leaned in glancing too unreliable turned away melting smile on his lips.
She paused looked down footprints showed the treads of a tough cocky stance pointed directly at the door She held her breath. No turning back.
she moved With a lighter heart, the next step emerged she waved edged closer drew near. but he kept his distance. His gaze flickered she held her breath
his posture his focus kept a close eye as if he was prepared to bold at the slightest provocation. however The tense lines of his shoulders eased she was grateful
Difficult to imagine the kind of thing a woman ought to be a peek seemed to leave a place for her beside him.
He was back. mysterious hovering at the edge conscientious she watched, he was too far away prepared herself for the inevitable fast exit. But much to her surprise, he came out took a few tentative steps coaxing her heart,
He was back. mysterious hovering at the edge conscientious she watched, he was too far away prepared herself for the inevitable fast exit. But much to her surprise, he came out took a few tentative steps coaxing her heart,
She’d had enough In the end, Too bad God wasn’t listening.
life, long, lonely years simply hungry for human contact. deep in her heart time to say goodbye… empty
a desperate hunger for consolation weeping sobs. murmured soothing words of comfort. the grief was riveted with a jolt never discerned All at once a memory final
definitely going on shaking forlorn every slip back wanted always hadn’t really needed pretended for the benefit of today
should have seen that coming would have taken her hands in his, as though they were alone aiming to do more, be more.
the objective trying to remember his hands always dreamt of just the two- hand on his his attention
he tried only she shot back. he got the idea unfair though, freeing probably saved the faded color photograph The one He’d missed her.
oh, the plans we had and then… realized Suddenly conflict became clearer she wondered, expected she realized in that instant, giving was the only teeth-gritting obedience to submit freely from the heart. imagine a new insight into loving
believe for me, believe the truth. about us, She hesitated. anything more, just the tiniest insight into how much this meant she would be hurt all the more ended nothing more to offer silent. She said nothing.
under the cover of darkness raised both hands laughed and hoped awkward and iffy. leaned in glancing too unreliable turned away melting smile on his lips.
She paused looked down footprints showed the treads of a tough cocky stance pointed directly at the door She held her breath. No turning back.
she moved With a lighter heart, the next step emerged she waved edged closer drew near. but he kept his distance. His gaze flickered she held her breath
his posture his focus kept a close eye as if he was prepared to bold at the slightest provocation. however The tense lines of his shoulders eased she was grateful
Difficult to imagine the kind of thing a woman ought to be a peek seemed to leave a place for her beside him.

Our Tale

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There’s only one of these in existence and I can never create it again. Bid wisely on “Our Tale,” by Taylor Elizabeth Rose.

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This is the original set of blackout poems that were combined to create “Our Tale” There is and only ever will be ONE to ever exist. Bid wisely.

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