Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

Автор: Beramode

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D/H/L/

Very few people whom she met were significant to her. They seemed part of a herd, undistinguished. She did not take people very seriously. She was too much the centre of her own universe, too little aware of anything outside.

A/N/

I came home. I enjoyed my bath. I enjoyed perfuming myself. I knew I was born for this, to do it over and over again, the ritual of the dressing, the perfuming for love, for sensuality.

G/B/

Silence is her altar.

Silence is tender as never a word was.

С/

Solitude, an intoxicating sense of freedom,

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P/R/

I like warmth, comfort and peacefulness.

You scare me.

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Please be patient with me. Sometimes when I’m quiet it’s because I need to figure myself out. It’s not because I don’t want to talk. Sometimes there are no words for my thoughts.

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Though we see the same world, we see it through different eyes.

F/F/

My kisses have left their marks оn your shoulders

Like fiery bites of a snake.

 

L/G/

My soul has been so fearful, so violent:

forgive its brutality.


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