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The Road to Heaven by paulover, literature

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The Road to Heaven

The black and white portrait before me, crackles with faint hope glittering on the road. Sparkling dust of dreams shimmer down from the clouds. I glance over my shoulder and wish to see your soft features. But you're not there. A softening pain begins to grow around my heart, reminding me you're gone. And though you never knew me, I grieve. My heart is heavy with the flickering images of your irrational actions. I long to have helped you, to have comforted you when you felt completely alone. I long to be your angel. And for some reason, I know I would have loved you from the first tear. And for that same reason, I know I could have helped y

Limited by paulover, literature

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Limited

I clinched the cloth of his garment in my fists as I fell to my knees. I screamed out sobs of terror and weakness. All I could do was scream, using every bit of my lasting strength to convulsively wail at his feet. I wanted to be strong for him. I wanted to do so much more because of all he's done for me. "I can't do this!" I shrieked. "What are you doing to me? Why?" His hand was lent down and I clasped it quickly for strength. His calming energy caused me to look up and.........and...... His eyes were so peaceful. He was still, compelling,and his face was soothing. My voice was shaking as I brought up my other hand to clasp his one. "I..

If I Could Talk to You Now by paulover, literature

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If I Could Talk to You Now

Authors note: My grandfather shot himself in 1967 because he was religiously confused. It's been told to me that he felt like he had nobody to talk to. Not his parents, not his wife- Mary. Nobody. I've had numerous dreams about him and I talking and it's like we're best friends. I love you, Grandpa Richard. I walked into the bedroom, and saw him sitting on the side of the bed, the same place I always found him. He was leaning on his knees, staring out the window. I walked around and sat beside him. He looked tired, his black, short hair disheveled, his light brown eyes were reddish. His tan polo shirt fit snugly and his gray dress pants w

McCartney vs. Nesmith pt. 3 by paulover, literature

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McCartney vs. Nesmith pt. 3

"I don't know, Lilly." I ran my hand through my hair, staring out the glass wall of Mike's bedroom. The beach was below, tide coming in and out. I glanced behind me to make sure Mike was still in the bathroom taking a shower. "I'm just....confused." "If you ask me, you're an idiot for running away." She said, crunching a potato chip on the other end. "What to you mean?" I asked. "You and Paul just clicked and you meet this 'tall and lanky Texan', and you're swept off your feet. It just sounds too good to be true." I took a deep breath, my eyes playfully looking at the horizon. "....This isn't right. I need to go back." "Are you sure?"

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McCartney vs. Nesmith pt. 2 by paulover, literature

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McCartney vs. Nesmith pt. 2

I sat and stared out the plane window. The clouds were gray, they walwasy were, and there was no detail this far up, but I really wasn't looking at the clouds. I was thinking. "Mike." I mumbled somberly. "Yeah, Trigger?" He looked over at me. "...." I took a deep breath, not moving my head, taking into my hand. "....Tell me you will take the pain of not being wanted." He didn't say anything for a moment, but then he brought my hand up and kissed it, that deep draw responding. "You know I will." "Will you?" I looked at him now, with dead acquisition in my eyes. "Well, yeah." He seemed to stutter. I didn't respond. I looked back

Lost Hope by paulover, literature

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Lost Hope

It's a far cry from comfortable. It's in the same space as fear. And I won't be able to run away from it for quite some time. Once again, I come face to face with the fact that my future will be dark. I don't know whether to lash out or fall to my knees and pray. When you know the person who has made your heart crash and burn, what do you do? I'm not sure about anything anymore. I doubt the simplest of decisions. I sit at the cross roads in tears, trying to believe my faith is stronger than I know. My dreams have crashed before they were even fully developed, no thanks to you. But I wave it off and try to pursue. I pick myself up from the d

Addiction by paulover, literature

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Addiction

You rummage through the clutter to find that one cigar you swore you'd never smoke. Instead, your greeted with photos of the exact thing your trying to get away from. All the secrets and all the damn lies. Surely you have one smoke left. Bottles of pills are scattered throughout the room and you surprise yourself at how many there are. An empty lighter lays on the nightstand. You pick it up, running your finger over the trigger. Click. With one sharp motion, you hurl it against the opposite wall, secretly wishing the house would go up in flames. A black cigarette case lies on the floor and you swiftly pick it up,

Unexpected~Monkees fanfic pt. 3 by paulover, literature

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Unexpected~Monkees fanfic pt. 3

I awoke that morning without Mike. I didn't want to roll over because I knew Micky wouldn't be on the couch, Peter wouldn't be in the chair, and Davy wouldn't be in the floor. But I had to look, for confirmation. The air was still, silence lingered as it pulled on my tears. I bit my lip to see that the guys were gone. But, that's what we wanted, right? That was the whole plan! I started to regret all that I didn't say to the guys...but I quickly pushed it away. I got to spend time with my favourite band, and they became my friends. What more could I ask for? I got up and stretched, looking at the spot where Mike laid beside me. My teddy bear

Unexpected~Monkees fanfic pt. 2 by paulover, literature

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Unexpected~Monkees fanfic pt. 2

Mike being the head leader here, explained it as some weird 24 hour time traveling thing. So I reasoned that they would be gone tomorrow morning. "You boys can't leave, not after we've practically become friends." I mumbled. "Well," Micky bit his lip. "We can set a date, and though we'll be older, we can come and see you. So that's what we did. Hopefully they remembered after 40 years, this very important date. We figured the day they got back to 1968, wait 40 years, and they make their way back to my house, it would only be the next day for me. So, if I only had one day with the boys, I was going to make the best of it. "Boys," I lig

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The right time

Dear child, my perspective is different than yours. I can see all of time from beginning to end. I can veiw eternity. Meanwhile, your vision is limited to the present and the past. In your limited view, you may think this is the right to for me to act. But my delay is not haphazard. I am waiting for the best possible moment to work on your behalf, to show my power in your circumstances. And I'm asking you to trust my timing. I realize it can be excruciating to wait. But the waiting doesn't mean I love you any less. In fact, it's because of my love for you that I am carefully crafting a beautiful plan of your life. Each peice of this magnif

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~"Seafood" Diet~ "Alfred…Alfred, goddammit! Didn't I tell you to watch your weight?" "Mmrph?" Your boyfriend made a loud slurping noise as he wolfed down his banana cream pie that had melted into a hot bowl of whipped cream slurry and vanilla pudding. Why did the buffets always have to have hot plates even at the dessert stands? You sighed. "Alfred, I thought your doctor said your calorie counts have been flying off the charts. Keep this up and you'll die of a heart attack." "It's okay, __________," Alfred dismissively replied and grabbed another bite of steak. You grimaced. Did beef even go well with bananas and pudding? Apparently it di

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-Final- The doctor placed his hand on your shoulder. "__________, we have to go," he said checking his watch. "The barometer's dropping. There will be a cold fluctuation in the temperature soon." You didn't move. You only remained kneeling by the place where Ludwig and Gilbert laid beside each other. Gilbird remained perched atop his old master's gravestone. He was always a smart little bird. "Gilbert…" you murmured. "The last thing I said to you was that I hated you. I didn't mean that. I've always loved it when you…When you…That's funny. I can't remember. I can remember your voice. You were always so loud, and yet I

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America x Reader ~Duo Duality~ Ch 6

~Duo Duality~Ch 6~ The first thing you saw when you were flushed into the Axis' base was Antonio making a funny face at your strange attire. "Looks like you came prepared this time," he commented furrowing his eyebrows at your mismatched top and bags in place of your shoes. You scoffed. "As if I was going to waste my designer shoes on a stupid training exercise." You looked around. "Where the hell is Gilbert? Shouldn't that asshole be here making fun of how unawesome I am?" "What, you want him to be here?" Antonio asked. "Of course not, idiot," you snorted. "It just feels weird knowing he's not here." "Do you miss him?" You scoffed. "N

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Dragon!Norway x Reader ~The Dragonheart~ 11

~Chapter 11~ Sometimes, you forgot how cold the winds of Dragonfall could be after having the luxury of being able to bathe in the heated air and warm waters of the hot spring back at Eldur Mountain. The further you went down, the colder it got and the fiercer the winds blew. Lukas had no clothes to offer you, but Mathias was kind enough to lend you his cape to protect your ears from freezing off. “You know, it’s been getting worse lately,” Mathias said by your ear since your hearing and sight had been reduced to a full minimum capability. Then, he looked back at Lukas. “Hey, Lukas, what do you think the humans atte

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Ello! My name is Samantha. I'm an aspiring professional musician. I'm looking into Colleges and scholarships. “With a Little Luck” I hope to be moving to England from the US soon. I'm looking for a affordable, nice places to stay. If you have any suggestions, on this or scholarships, please message me. I'm absolutely obsessed with the sixties and can talk about it at great lengths. In my spare time I write, as you can tell from most of my literary art on DeviantArt.
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Sep 8, 2012

GuysGuysGuysGuys!!!!!

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FINALLY! I'M FINALLY GOING TO SEE PAUL MCCARTNEY IN CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! :D My mom said she wanted me to e with her when she buys the tickets so my mom is literally bringing my laptop to my school and asking if she can get me out of class for ten minutes, so we can go into the cafeteria and 'talk'. I wish everyday was like today. :) What's up with you guys????? ~paulover :heart::peace:

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Aug 9, 2012

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Hey guys! We all know that times are a bit rough right now, especially for us trying to get into school. ~Sombraluz-Images (https://www.deviantart.com/sombraluz-images) is in a bit of a jam here and needs some money. Her prices are really good and her work is amazing. Please go check it out and buy something. More info- http://fav.me/d5agycp :peace::heart:~paulover

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Aug 1, 2012

Who Wants to Start a Revolution?

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How many times do you have to see a nine year old Syrian girl, bound and shot in the face, piled among bodies, and it becomes okay? Looking back 50 years, things weren't much different. The government was still messing everything up and we were still fighting wars. The government has always been the main focus of retaliation. They were always fighting against "the man", and frankly, I think we need to bring it back. We see the news every day and see the articles all around us. Just because you don't follow politics or watch the news, doesn't make it any less noticeable. It's still out there. There is still needless bloodshed and we are al