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Submitted to Contest #103
The photo flipped and her hands traced the words on the back of it. A lump formed in her throat and tears prickled the backs of her eyes like bullets. This photo was all she had now, all she had of the memories that collided into a homemade movie of pictures and videos. All she had of the blonde hair, dark eyed smiling man who had adored her, who she had adored. She flipped the photo over again, she couldn't sit here brooding, but she had nothing better to do all day. Her hands trailed over the man's high cheekbones, his chocolate brown eyes...
Submitted to Contest #102
Trust is a vase, easily broken, fragile. It doesn't have to be pretty to be valid, to call it's self a vase, to call itself trust. It comes in all shapes and sizes. It can be big and fat, it can be small and barely thin enough to be alive, but regardless it's trust. And once the trust is broken, there's no going back. There's no regaining it, no fixing it. You can try super glue and a diagram, this piece goes here, that piece goes there. But it won't work, not all the time, in fact; hardly ever. The empty room is filled with a babies cry, a ...
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