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The Rain

He listens to the rain and how it falls. It starts off slowly, a soft and syncopated beat against the tin roof of the little house, a haven against the dark and lonely world outside, from the sinister shadows and bittersweet moments it hides. It has greedy fingers snatching and grabbing, made of despair and covered in the obscurity of time, trying to lure him into being a person he left behind, all too recently for his liking. It took too long to see where they were pulling him with insistent force, into the murky depths of somewhere where there wasn't anything but 'other'. But in the little house with its tin roof and close neighbours and

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Literature

The Rain

He listens to the rain and how it falls. It starts off slowly, a soft and syncopated beat against the tin roof of the little house, a haven against the dark and lonely world outside, from the sinister shadows and bittersweet moments it hides. It has greedy fingers snatching and grabbing, made of despair and covered in the obscurity of time, trying to lure him into being a person he left behind, all too recently for his liking. It took too long to see where they were pulling him with insistent force, into the murky depths of somewhere where there wasn't anything but 'other'. But in the little house with its tin roof and close neighbours and

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Literature

The Rain

He listens to the rain and how it falls. It starts off slowly, a soft and syncopated beat against the tin roof of the little house, a haven against the dark and lonely world outside, from the sinister shadows and bittersweet moments it hides. It has greedy fingers snatching and grabbing, made of despair and covered in the obscurity of time, trying to lure him into being a person he left behind, all too recently for his liking. It took too long to see where they were pulling him with insistent force, into the murky depths of somewhere where there wasn't anything but 'other'. But in the little house with its tin roof and close neighbours and

Life

15 deviations
Sunset

Pictures

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Literature

Sparkle

He doesn't sparkle anymore. His eyes aren't bright or wide, only dull and world-weary. He's seen it all. More than anything she wants to make it better. He's too thin as well, more jutting bones than he ever was before, even on tour, and it scares her when she rests her hand on his back and can feel the notches in his spine. He hasn't painted in months. Everything is wrong. But sometimes he looks at her like she is the only thing keeping him going, and the look of utter need is enough to have her choking back tears. - "You…" He shuts his eyes and just breathes. "You are very heaven." Her head falls on his and she combs gentle fi

Fanfiction

7 deviations
Literature

A Plan

Kristi looked back at the untidy mop of black hair poking out from beneath the covers and felt a smile cross her face. About to leave their hotel room, hand on the doorhandle and everything, she froze when he groaned. “Where are you going?” He grumbled, looking for all the world like the dishevelled rock pixie she fell in love with, sex god not withstanding so early in the morning. Well, not today anyway. “Just um…out. Got some errands to run.” Oh, she had a plan. A brilliant, evil plan that was great. “Its sodding cold woman, get back in bed.” Matt demanded. “Are you offering me any kind of favour

CrackVerse

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Literature

Letters I'll Never Send: 2

Alright, I'm going to tell you something. No, I need to tell you something. Don't freak out, okay? … Just quick yeah, like a band aid? Here goes. … Actually, I need to say something else first. There's an order these things should happen in. Yeah? You know, don't you, that you're one of my best friends? I mean, you're capable of being a complete and utter twat sometimes, but we all are. And with you there's no bullshit. You're fun, and you know how to laugh, and just…it feels better, being around you. I don't have to pretend, I don't have to be interested in things that don't interest me. I can be me. I feel better, be

Letters I'll Never Send

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Gagged

Screen Caps

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