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She was carmine shadows reflecting from my crimson words. Every pulse sent a velvet ripple through the shade. Every breath, a scarlet pause.

She was carmine shadows reflecting from my crimson words. Every pulse sent a velvet ripple through the shade. Every breath, a scarlet pause.
– Hubert Martin

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  1. That last bit of hope always lingered as a stubborn thread. Every time I would try to cut it I would feel it… a pulse. My pulse. My blood is hope. – Hubert Martin
  2. And though they fell as ashes, their shadows drifted as leaves. – Hubert Martin
  3. My heart battered against my ribs, my breath stalled and I gazed up into his laughing, smiling eyes…eyes that suddently glowed crimson and cruel. – Terri Clark
  4. Hubert Humphrey is a treacherous, gutless old ward-heeler who should be put in a goddamn bottle and sent out with the Japanese current. – Hunter S Thompson
  5. Best of all is to preserve everything in a pure, still heart, and let there be for every pulse a thanksgiving, and for every breath a song. – Konrad von Gesner
  6. You were sent to unite peopleYou were not been sent to divide people. – Jalaluddin Rumi
  7. You were sent to unite peopleYou were not sent to divide people. – Jalaluddin Rumi
  8. I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her. – Glenda Millard
  9. She’s an array of undiscovered words, of feeling beyond my threshold. I’m just a man, trying to hold himself together in her wake. – Hubert Martin
  10. Woven words are little conviction when I present myself as a man of fiction. – Hubert Martin
  11. She speaks in heartbeats and the rises of her chest, words forever seared in thoughts that will never rest. – Hubert Martin
  12. He sang softly, less with words and more with thought. She cradled his head, stitching together his fragmented heart. – Hubert Martin
  13. She is beyond any mortal structure of words, yet she inspires the effort to try anyway. – Hubert Martin
  14. The power of words is in the works of words. People are much more bonded by the works of words than words. The work of words is the trigger of words. – Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
  15. Take a deep breath and pause for one minute without doing anything! There did you feel the magic? – Avijeet Das
  16. Storytelling is not something we do. Storytelling is who we are. – Carmine Gallo
  17. Keep an open mind but a skeptical eye. – Carmine Savastano
  18. Our common humanity can bridge any prior expanse of disagreement between us. – Carmine Savastano
  19. He who hides himself amongst the shadows deserves to live inside the dark shadows! Meet with the light to deserve the light! – Mehmet Murat ildan
  20. The earliest childhood memories are woven by shadows. And some of these shadows are woven from fire. – Plamen Chetelyazov
  21. Shadows were too black, and when a breeze stirred the trees, the shadows changed in a disquieting way. – Stephen King
  22. Dragons weep, Shadows leaps, King sleeps. Dragon takes, Shadows breaks, King wakes. – Megan Hietala
  23. A man is no more than breath until his breath fashions the words that others cannot forget. – AJ Darkholme
  24. Ah, sleep, clothe me in thy velvet cloak. – Stewart Stafford
  25. …and the country is like a great unfolded mantle with a green velvet cape bordered with a fringe of silver. – Gustave Flaubert
  26. His lips reached mine and enveloped them, soft as velvet and yet unyielding. – Robert Thier
  27. …early on Monday evening, when the sky was the color of a velvet ribbon falling over the hills. – Alice Hoffman
  28. I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion. – Henry David Thoreau
  29. A beautiful nap this afternoon that put velvet between my vertebrae. – Henry Miller
  30. One man’s Mona Lisa is another man’s velvet Elvis. – CM Bacon
  31. The casket was lined with lovely velvet, which must have felt lovely even to the dead, but the glowing man continued to rip up the casket. – Brad McKinniss
  32. Though I exist in the realms of day and night, I’m only truly alive in the moments between. – Hubert Martin
  33. She was poetry written in pen, scribbled and scrawled again and again. – Hubert Martin
  34. She was the half-whispers born from half-thoughts, the half-breaths of dying half-hearts. – Hubert Martin
  35. You are whole today, looking back at fragments of the past. Such a hollow foundation for such a powerful person. – Hubert Martin
  36. All my past heartache and pain suddenly made sense. That was who I would not be to the person who deserves the best of me. – Hubert Martin
  37. I wear my past around my shoulders as a fine, but worn, cloak. Don’t be fooled by my cloak’s appearance, I have a three piece underneath. – Hubert Martin
  38. He accepted new ideas as readily as new trends. Knowing those worth it would last and the lessers will pass. – Hubert Martin
  39. It was a burden on all her muscles. A hollow deeper than her bones. She braced herself though, she knew why Atlas stood so tall. – Hubert Martin
  40. And they danced with laughter and tears. They swung each other round and round, the first and last time in years. – Hubert Martin

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