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Story of a Prostitute

‘Story of a Prostitute’

A graceful woman of a swan A soul of water to dance along Her heart is broken but beauty remains She’s lost among all the pain
Selling her body to forget it all She calls herself a courtesan Disowned by family, but loved by foe The church abandoned all her own
A night of beauty in diamond dusk Walking down the streets in Prada pumps She waves at men who pass her by Pedestrians stare from the corner of their eye
Unspoken words from many glares Tells her she’s useless and that

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The Angels Never CameShe stared outside the clouded window as the stormy night progressed. Hour upon hour one could hear the heavy rains beat the streets as gales of wind struck the house hard. It seemed as if the trees mourned under the moonlit sky, pleading for nothing more than the storm to stop. Tonight was the night.
There was no light visible anywhere in the house but the one candlelit flame placed onto the windowsill. She was isolated from the outside world now; there could be no possible interferences with her plan.
She took the brass handle of the candlestick before she moved away from her place by the window. Her house was fill The Angels Never Came
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Boo!

Fri Apr 4, 2008, 2:15 PM

Mood: Adoration

At the moment I am at my Aunt's house, and I just saw that she has the old fashioned type-writer. It's AMAZING.

I feel so complete inside.
(Now, just to suck up to her and tell her how much I love it. If I don't get it now, I'll get it in her will. >3)

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