Grief & Despair

The unseen touch of her hands on her face started to heat prickly, she seemed to swallow and expectorate the same all the night;

I bring you nothing but trouble;

Not a bad notion, it was brought she shuddered...

I'm all to pieces now if her trouble would diminish if it were accurately defined...

She was afraid of reticence in case something that she herself did not perceive the strain, was appalling and she would probably break down...

My echo has comeback again badly as the morning breeze was passing over the earth, dividing night from day;

You're bound to win, he said calmly and did not remind her that there was bound to be an appeal; would ruin himself sooner...

He replied in an odd-sad voice, I don't hate them, I don't know why...?

But they must be worth his pain;

And this morning would break the renegade...

You're forbidden to talk like that and you're wonderful...

Those swine are always on the lookout for a grievance,

And his beauty is gone...

I tell you and so would you,

He seemed apart from human destinies,

Lay all 'round him and he could not resist it, he looked into them sadly from nowhere...

Bound to censure it her body resented being called and trembled,

And I never feel anything else, but its awful as she gets no air...

But he was afraid as though it would scorch her eyes cause' no atmosphere of sin surrounded him, felt unwell sometimes...

Even when its one foot high, so come along all can't be unattended;

It was like knowing the worst, she was sure not that she should come through alright, trundled steadily forward, he had expected these outbursts of insolence...

One moonlit night cunning at concealing as is usual with the type he shrieked like a maniac...

Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth as he was almost out of his mind and could be heard saying above the tumult;

No matter we're all to be ruined one by one as the magic exhausted itself...

Start and can't stop, Isn't it queer?

I'm afraid its very upsetting for you heard the sound of her own voice she feared not even that...

Indescribable splendor,

The sun rose again as shadow of a great rock,

Smoothly the voice in the distance leading along the paths of truth something caused her...

Monotonous tones, Words throughout,

Held no surprises,

And a nervous breakdown as I'm afraid I have made a mistake with extreme gravity...

Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through,

One moment was the antithesis, then life returned to its complexities, person after person struggled out;

Unaware that anything unusual had occurred like descending dust in grief and despair...