The white Daisy

The white Daisy

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, May 19, 2017
Roses are red. Violets aren't blue The Daisy is white Pure as snow How about you? Follow in to the night Like the one you can't see Stalking from the shadows They will not leave you be Can you hear them?
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Something big and heavy slammed into my side and sent me flying backwards. Confusion washed over me while i was hurled into the air, bounced over the tree and onto the floor with a disgusting snapping sound. My breath was yanked away from my lungs leaving me gasping for a painful breath.My whole side was numb and kept me paralyzed to the soft ground. My wolf slowly shifted us back into human form trying to ease the pain with the bliss shifting gave us both. Something dark passed over Leah and i, blocking the warm sun for just awhile. Sleep was already slithering its way to me. But before the dark slumber could grab ahold of me i felt a brush of fingers against my cheeks.And the best part that filled me with joy, was a trail of tingles it left behind.

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