The apartment seemed to have collected a decent organization, a couch, some pillows, it was time to go for a stroll.
Nobody ever seemed to be outside, but Lost continued to hope that perhaps at the pool there would be a sign of civilization.
The generic look of all the other buildings seemed like a taunting joke [...]
Tags: Lost.
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dissmiss & distress.
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stilettos & indignation.
Smooth Jazz plays its tune as she opens box by box.
Dust slowly floats into the thin air as objects are placed on shelves and cabinets.
She turns and looks over her shoulder, imagining a suave young man in a suit waiting for her to go to a Gala of some sort, perhaps an art exhibition.
Perhaps this was the beginning of [...] -
breathing & remembering.
A walk among the young, the hallways seem to flicker signs of the future and past.
The petite couple of birds sing a tune of hurry to the room of redemption, before these years pass, and this skin wilts.
Looking into the eyes of a friend, the sudden dawning of pointless direction alludes her.
The mind takes her on a [...] -
withers & defiance.
She sits down and without a moments end the tears of utter frustration bewilder her young skin.
Foolhardiness makes its home, the absence of desire.
Well known fact it is, that something is there, eating away at her soul.
The fake facade of smiles and happiness is getting old and worn out, harder and harder to hide the sheer dissatisfaction.
Watching the [...] -
freckles & skies.
A half smile upon her lips, she sighs, the house is empty.
Could this ever work? A shaded corner of the room sends shivers up her spine, the sole purpose is to lighten the day, the tears fill her eyes as fresh lemonade in a crystal glass.
She admired the person that told her that he never [...]
