Long Sentence Release ExerciseHe always lied about his security, you see – it's something he had to lie about – never letting his fear or inexperience show and act cool as if playinh a role for a camera, problem was, no camera, lights, or action, just her steadily swaying in a mesmerizing way in front of him, yes mesmerizing, but not sexually, because they were both at work – that would be weird – she swayed, hips rocking side to side keeping his gaze locked below the belt, but forcing him to stay keenly aware of the residents – “don't hit them you idiot”, he said to himself, or it's your ass on the line – back on the sway-eLong Sentence Release Exercise by ~Lazorman8
Lighthouse InfernoYou decide to leave her. Stranded in the sea. Stranded like a small boat.Lighthouse Inferno by ~Lazorman8
Cast adrift in a sea of fire. The place is burning. Burning to the ground. Yet there you stand.
Fuel canister in hand. Book of matches in the other. No tears stain your face. Only rain and soot.
Don't forget the blood. Knowing Comes with grief. Also, relief from the pain. She'll never know the pain.
Tormented by voices. That's what you are. To save her. That's why you did it. You're not cruel. No.
Burning her alive is crazy. You're not crazy, are you? No Never. Voices are just somebody in the distance.
Telling you to do it. Constantly. Never going away. Like the b
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