❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
"Let me out!" She screamed, banging on the cool metal that served as a prison. "Let me in." The dark figure rasped, suddenly appearing by the small openings of the locker. She gasped, familiar brown eyes piercing her own. "Let me in," he repeated, the gruff voice now morphed into a much gentler, familiar voice. She co...