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    dots Submission Name: Angel Wishdots
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    Author: Shadow_Mirror
    ASL Info:    23/m/CA
    Elite Ratio:    4.59 - 54/39/18
    Words: 252
    Class/Type: Story/Passion
    Total Views: 999
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 1245



    Description:
       Uhh, I wrote this a long time ago... so ya, I didn't really correct it much, but I still liked it enough to see if anyone else likes it... so, hope you enjoy!


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    dotsAngel Wishdots
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    "Another day has passed, I'm still sitting here for you though, I'll wait this day out just like the countless others, do you know why? because I know it will be worth it to wait for you. I'll keep smiling, and also keep up the pretense of living in this prison of flesh.

    Even though I'll wait as long as I can, all I want is for you to come soon. I watch the clock, mark off the days, and wondering each day as I wake up if today will be the day, the day I can smile and hold you in my arms. No, once again today wasn't the day, so I walk to my silent room, and fall asleep with you in my mind.

    I wake up confused, seeing it still dark and not the new dawn I was expecting. So I stroll around the house the house, and smile as I see the T.V. on. I turn it off and start heading to my room, but decide go to the roof instead to watch the dance of starts. Then on the roof, I remember I am home alone, so no one could have turned on the T.V. ...... I turn to lock up the house, and see you smiling at me, I stand there, shocked.... then laugh and run to you, finally with you, and stay with you for the rest of the night, showing those ever watching stars the dance of mortals"




    Submitted on 2006-09-16 16:46:00     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      *smiles and rolls eyes* o put a sock in whirl, you think you know everything sometimes, I swear! Haha, thanks alot for the comment, always appciate it.
    | Posted on 2006-09-17 00:00:00 | by Shadow_Mirror | [ Reply to This ]
      i just love a happy ending. i wasn't expecting it to end that way. i thought he was going to go on wishing and hoping forever.
    this is really good. i adored the line about going to the roof to watch the dance of stars. beautiful.
    you really shoudnt put your work down, you are good with stories, just as i told ya before,
    so na-na-nana-na!!
    nice job, and i love sayin' 'i told ya so'
    whirl**
    | Posted on 2006-09-17 00:00:00 | by whirl | [ Reply to This ]


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