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clock ticks. Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow,
shuffling feet. Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock.
A drawer opens. Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A
door opening. The clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp,
clicking heels. Tocks. Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short.
Tock. A gasp. Tick. A sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The
clock tocks. Quiet weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot
echoes soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is
empty. Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.The clock ticks.
Silence. The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling feet.
Tocks. The rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer opens.
Tick. A sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door opening. The
clock tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking heels. Tocks.
Loud, thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A gasp. Tick. A
sob. Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The clock tocks. Quiet
weeping. Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot echoes
soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is silence. Tock. It is empty.
Black. Tick. There is only one sound. Tock.The clock ticks. Silence.
The clock tocks. Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling feet. Tocks. The
rattle of keys. Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer opens. Tick. A
sharp metal click. Tock. The clock ticks. A door opening. The clock
tocks. Voices and laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking heels. Tocks. Loud,
thumping shoes. Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A gasp. Tick. A sob.
Tock. The clock ticks. Music playing. The clock tocks. Quiet weeping.
Ticks. A pastor speaking. Tocks. A gunshot echoes soundlessly. Tick.
For him, there is silence. Tock. It is empty. Black. Tick. There is
only one sound. Tock.The clock ticks. Silence. The clock tocks.
Footsteps. Ticks. Slow, shuffling feet. Tocks. The rattle of keys.
Tick. A lock turning. Tock. A drawer opens. Tick. A sharp metal click.
Tock. The clock ticks. A door opening. The clock tocks. Voices and
laughter. Ticks. Sharp, clicking heels. Tocks. Loud, thumping shoes.
Tick. A laugh cut short. Tock. A gasp. Tick. A sob. Tock. The clock
ticks. Music playing. The clock tocks. Quiet weeping. Ticks. A pastor
speaking. Tocks. A gunshot echoes soundlessly. Tick. For him, there is
silence. Tock. It is empty. Black. Tick. There is only one sound.
Tock.I think we're tearing apart I hate to say this We were like art
Which I now miss You're older I'm just a bit bolder You're more And I
look poor I cry While you sigh Tears Fears Is this how we always were?
I lie on my bed Awake You sleep each night Away We're miles apart It
didn't matter then Does it now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor
As I read our last conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on
You grew on me I felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let
you goI think we're tearing apart I hate to say this We were like art
Which I now miss You're older I'm just a bit bolder You're more And I
look poor I cry While you sigh Tears Fears Is this how we always were?
I lie on my bed Awake You sleep each night Away We're miles apart It
didn't matter then Does it now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor
As I read our last conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on
You grew on me I felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let
you goThe Glow Of One Such Girl Shes nervous Her confidence out of
service Shes afraid Path strayed Yet she shines Others are intrigued
by her presence Her thoughts omnipresence Baffled by her personality
Odd yet colorful is her mentality You can’t help but be drawn in How
bright her light shines Oh how she defines Her smile bright The very
essence of a sprite The sparkle of her eyes Are much of a surprise But
in her depths somethings’ amiss In her brown bottomless abyss
Somethings missing Theres no use dismissing She wants him Affection
miniscule at the start Her emotions beautiful art Words exchanged
Feelings unknowingly changed Consent forcefully given Time flies And
emotion grows in her eyes Soon her heart makes clear And then begins
the fear She likes him Fear creeps through her heart Pulse off the
chart She wants to hide this feeling More time goes by He doesn’t
suspect a thing Oh how she want to cry Shes balancing on a string Its
so very hard Oh but one such as he Surely feels to a degree The same
intensity But wants to let it be But woe, that personality Drawn in
more is he Does she feel the same? The rising of a flame Yet trying to
tame He fails Giving up he decides No longer he hides He admits defeat
Then one day In lonely May on their way to class What does he want to
ask? Will you go out with me? Bountiful is her glee The adoration in
his eyes As he no longer denies She says yes Bliss Happiness The
felicity of their relationship The joy in their eyes Happy are they
And will continue to stay And it all started with a glow As beautiful
as snow Unrelenting in its throe Yet quite slow Feelings of moe
Throwing you to and fro Be careful though Just thought you should Know
I think we're tearing apart I hate to say this We were like art Which
I now miss You're older I'm just a bit bolder You're more And I look
poor I cry While you sigh Tears Fears Is this how we always were? I
lie on my bed Awake You sleep each night Away We're miles apart It
didn't matter then Does it now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor
As I read our last conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on
You grew on me I felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let
you goI think we're tearing apart I hate to say this We were like art
Which I now miss You're older I'm just a bit bolder You're more And I
look poor I cry While you sigh Tears Fears Is this how we always were?
I lie on my bed Awake You sleep each night Away We're miles apart It
didn't matter then Does it now? Now I'm crying on the bathroom floor
As I read our last conversation I wish I could, I wish I did, Move on
You grew on me I felt free Now I just can't Just can't Just can't Let
you go



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