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The wind beats against me, the storm pounding my fragile hull. My hair floats haphazardly around my shoulders like a movie star in an open top. I try to imagine the harsh winds carrying the scent of cigarettes from my hair and clothes, but the smoke has embedded itself in the fibres of my coat and scarf, and sunk into the pores of my skin. I

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[starscascade]

thats amazing - you're so good at writing and getting feelings into words.

<3 theconceptofheartbreak

that was beautiful

[anonymous]

Sorry i know your probably a bit annoyed at being hounded by Xangaphiles and my lame comments are probably part of the reason you joined LJ but i just read the above entry and it moved me big time. That was so vivid and descriptive and...
tragic yet fantastic. sorry i suck i know.

I seriously wish to here more from your creative writing. you seriously ought to get some of it published as you have an amazing way with words.

Sorry if this sounds like ass licking but i'm being genuine. I will return to the realms of xanga where i belong and not comment here again. Sorry again if this has pissed you off.

Matt
www.xanga.com/furtherseemsforever5