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The Last Letter. The Last LetterThe Last Letter. by ~Pinkstar000001
Itd been years since Id seen her rounded print. Looking closely enough, its possible you might find her face in the contour of her letters, youthful and perfect. But it wasnt how she dotted her is and crossed her ts that started me, it was the way she wrote, a way that could captivate even the most illiterate man. And it was to me she was writing.
Initially I was enraged by Henrys act of inanity. Henry had been my roommate until I was drafted for the war. When I found the stack of letters waiting for me, upon my return, I was shocked hed never had them sent to my base. The


A Day Without End. A Day Without EndA Day Without End. by ~Pinkstar000001
It will never be enough to pretend.
Our woes and sorrows, our greatest regret.
The day you left was a day without end.
We spend our lives trying to comprehend,
What kind of confusion made us upset.
It will never be enough to pretend.
Each day is a struggle to apprehend,
What battles we conquered and how we met.
The day you left was a day without end.
Facing the truth I know what we once were.
What sort of people are we to forget?
It will never be enough to pretend.
Running in circles has become our trend.
Will we ever tire of this silhouette?
The day you left was a day without end.
Time is no longer strong
I really like the lighting in this one
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The sky is not the limit.
They proved that when people set foot on the moon.
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Carissa
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"In valor there is hope."
-Tacitus