Bre Writes Daily
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He was too perfect. He could complete difficult tasks with ease, and do it all with a smile. There had to be something wrong with him. For months, he had everyone else fooled, but she found out his secret when he slammed the stack of paperwork on her desk when no one else was looking…
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The dance isn’t one you expected to know. It was a dance you didn’t even know existed until it was shown to you and you woke up from the dream. It was as if the ribbons were cut away from your eyes, and your hair as it all fell to the floor under the attack…
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Where have I been all your life? I’ve been there, but not there entirely. When I was born you were nearly thirty and had already lived so much life without me. We had a few years together, just you and I, but I was too young to remember them. You hold the secret to what…
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There were no hospital visits for you. No loud sweeping exits, no shrieking machines to tell us that your heart stopped. It just did. Home, surrounded by all of your friends and family, you just left peacefully. I would have wished nothing more. Except maybe to talk with you one last time about all of…
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The photograph is old and faded, but she can see that they love each other. The photograph from years ago, and she doubts her parents would even recognize themselves after all the years. Time is a bitch.
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There is a dead woman’s food in the fridge, And it’s starting to stink. There’s a dead woman’s food in the fridge, But no one can bear to get rid of it, Either because it is the last part of her, Or because no one has time. There is a dead woman’s food in the…
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You beautiful brown brew, Instilled with bitterness and fire. You stunning collection of sun and dirt, Filling me with energy and light. Without you, I don’t think I could survive. Thank you, For letting me turn you, into pages and pages of Nonsense. Same time tomorrow?
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She hadn’t expected that she would feel so light after her trip. When he had called her after years of radio silence, begging to see her, she had expected the worst. What she had found when she had arrived back in New York was the best thing she could have hoped for. Her trip hadn’t…
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She is the sun, And she is the moon. She is the entire galaxy, And I am drowning among her stars.
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Unfortunately, my blog has become somewhat neglected lately. I am going to fix that. Starting tomorrow, I am going to write and post something creative daily. Stay tuned for more!