Sunday, 24 June 2012

crushed

Emotions took her by both hands and swung her wide-eyed from the moment into a storm of memories. Bitter winds tore the bouquet of their times together from her grasp, scattering blossoms across her desolate sky. Opening her eyes, she saw the rose she intended to lay upon the grave crushed in her trembling fingers.

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I'm not in just now, but you're welcome to stay a while and doodle me a note. Make yourself a cuppa if you like, otherwise there's some beer in the fridge, and probably some left-over chocolate cake. No pinching my turkish delight though, and whatever you do, don't feed the cat, she's completely loony.

Lottie

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