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Cold Feet? Silver candle holdersCold Feet? by ~BeyondMyTouch89
Held candles of
Baby blue and White,
Scattered around precisely
Around the large church,
Filled with people that had
Nothing but support for them.
Everyone spoke in hushed voices
Amongst themselves.
White roses mixed with those
That had been colored light blue,
With baby's breath, and
Silver ribbons tied them
Together tight.
Things seemed perfect,
No one knew how hectic
The day had been,
Only a few hours earlier.
Lilly stood in front
Of the large mirror,
Her own hazel eyes
Looking back at her.
Her hair was softly curled,
Half up, while the
Rest hung down.
Laced amongst the curls
That were
One Month The room was now bare,One Month by ~BeyondMyTouch89
Where an office once was
Now the room was bare.
It was strange,
It was as if a change was coming,
One that neither of them really would
Ever be prepared for.
Master Dimitri had rearranged their whole place
While she was away at her new part time job.
How he had arranged such a job for her
That was something she was better off
Not asking about.
She had met the head of the hospital,
A nice older woman whom
Seemed very fond of Lilly's Master.
Not in a sexual way, but in the same way
Her Masters mother and
His Oma were fond of him.
It had been a long day,
One she enjoyed,
Working in the pediatric wing.
Home sweet Home Morning came,Home sweet Home by ~BeyondMyTouch89
Sunlight filtering in from the window.
The scent of her Master filled the air around her,
This was home,
Home sweet home,
Her home.
The bed had grown cold,
The heat from his body,
Had long since faded.
The alarm went off,
Loud screeching,
Meeting a sudden stop.
Lilly sliding out of bed,
Changing into her new uniform.
A pair of cute pink scrubs
Fitting her perfectly,
One pair of out a few dozen that lined
Her half of the closet.
She couldn't help but think
To her self
That this was far to much clothing.
How anyone managed to do this everyday,
That much confused her.
Of course it could all be because
Of the
Optimism 
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