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In Birmingham, Manchester or Liverpool there are white gangs that share the same backgrounds - they come from broken homes, completely dysfunctional, mums for the most part unable to cope, the fathers of these kids completely not in the scene. ↗
#birmingham #broken #come #completely #cope
As soon as he had her safe again in his arms he broke down and kissed her. Helen was so stunned she stopped crying before she had a chance to start and nearly fell out of the sky. Still the better flyer, Lucas caught her and supported her as they tumbled on the wind, holding and kissing each other as he tumbled on the wind, holding and kissing each other as he guided them safely back down to the catwalk. As their feet touched down, the light inside the lighthouse switched on and projected the shadows of their embracing figures out onto the choppy waves of the ocean. “I can’t lose you,” Lucas said, pulling his mouth away from hers. “That’s why I didn’t tell you the whole truth. I thought if you knew how bad it was you’d send me away. I didn’t want you to give up hope. I can’t do this if you give up on us.” (Starcrossed) ↗
Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are; The pools and rivers wash so clean The trees and clouds and air, The like on earth was never seen, And oh that I were there. These are the thoughts I often think As I stand gazing down In act upon the cressy brink To strip and dive and drown; But in the golden-sanded brooks And azure meres I spy A silly lad that longs and looks And wishes he were I. ↗
#nature #pool #reflection #reflections #river
Duga popodnevna sjenka, tmurna duša brda, puzila je poljem, zatamnjujući ga, prešla je i preko mene, opkolila me odasvud, a sunčana strana je bježala od nje, uzmičući prema drugom brdu. Daleko je noć, to je samo njen rani predznak, nešto zloslutno je u tim mrkim prethodnicama. Nikoga nema na polju prepolovljenom sjenkom, puste su obje strane, jedini ja stojim na toj zavađenoj širini što se zamračuje, sitan u prostoru što se zatvara, obuzet mutnim tjeskobama koje nosi moja prastara duša, tuđa a moja. Sam u polju, sam u svijetu, nemoćan pred tajnama zemlje i širinama neba. A onda se odnekle od brda, od kuća u pristranku, začula nečija pjesma, probijala se kroz sunčani prostor polja do moje sjenke, kao da mi je išla u pomoć, i zaista me oslobodila kratke i bezrazložne začaranosti. ↗
The massive bronze gates were wide open now, too late. Inside, the cemetery had been turned into a grotesque place gleaming with high-powered searchlights, blue flashlight flares, winking pocket torches. Uniformed men were already swarming about. Red cigarette-embers showed oddly amidst the headstones here and there. ("The Street Of Jungle Death") ↗
He'd done his walls with paint from Holy Basil. God, I yearned for their colors. I hadn't been able to afford them myself but I knew their color chart like the back of my hand. His hall was done in Gangrene, his stairs in Agony and his living room--unless I was very much mistaken--in Dead Whale. Colors I personally very much approved of. ↗
