Prompt: Imagine a charming vintage setting with warm, muted colors and soft lighting. The couple, dressed in elegant vintage attire, is seated at a beautifully carved wooden table. The table is adorned with a lace tablecloth, delicate china teacups, and a vintage teapot.
The husband, in a well-tailored suit, is holding a teapot, pouring tea into his wife's cup. The wife, wearing a flowing vintage dress, is sitting across from him, smiling warmly. They are surrounded by antique furniture, perhaps with a vintage wallpaper background, creating a cozy and romantic atmosphere.
Soft sunlight streams through lace curtains, casting a gentle glow on the scene. A vase of fresh flowers sits on the table, adding a touch of nature to the setting. Perhaps there's a vintage record player nearby, playing soft music to enhance the nostalgic ambiance.
This picturesque scene captures the essence of a bygone era, celebrating the joy and intimacy of a young married couple sharing a quiet moment over a cup of tea.
Prompt: A very nice village with a tumbledown, semi-derelict cottage in Yorkshire. with huge and nicely kept garden’s with swings and slides for children to play with a canal flowing down and clear blue sky and no litter and every house had a front yard and back yard with beautiful male and female people. With a view of all the houses in the block and every house has a mailbox.
Prompt: Bathed in the ethereal glow of the moonlit night, she emerged from the depths with an otherworldly allure that ensnared the hearts of sailors. Her long, flowing locks cascaded like liquid silver, reflecting the lustrous light that danced upon the ocean's surface. A voice as melodic as the ocean's waves beckoned, drawing those who heard it into a mesmerizing trance. Her eyes, an enchanting shade of seafoam green, held a mysterious depth that hinted at untold secrets. Adorned with iridescent scales that shimmered in the moonlight, she embodied the irresistible charm of a siren, a bewitching creature of the sea.
Prompt: Bellatrix Lestrange, a fanatical and ruthless Death Eater in J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series, is a devoted follower of Lord Voldemort. Known for her dark elegance, sadistic nature, and unwavering loyalty, she thrives on chaos and inflicts cruelty without remorse, embodying the darkest aspects of wizarding malevolence.
Prompt: 55mm closeup hand photo of a breathtaking majestic beautiful armored redhead woman mage holding a tiny ball of fire in her hand on a snowy night in the village.
Prompt: snow queen. With unique facial features. White hair.ice blue eyes. She wears a sparkly, icy crown and a beautiful, shimmering dress. Her touch can turn things into ice, and she can control the snowy weather Despite her cold appearance, she has a kind heart and a love for all things frozen, like snowflakes and icicles.
Prompt: The arcade is a magical place with colorful lights that sparkle like stars. There are games that beep and boop, inviting you to play. Bright tokens jingle in pockets as laughter dances in the air. It's like a rainbow of fun where friends share giggles and prizes make hearts soar!
Prompt: Wonderland: A whimsical realm of nonsensical wonders and eccentricities, where reality dances with imagination. Cheshire grins, tea parties with the Mad Hatter, and curious adventures unfold in this enchanting dreamscape.
Prompt: Verse 1)
In the shadows of our memories, echoes of love decay,
Whispers of a promise, now shattered and astray.
Silent tears in the moonlight, where our laughter used to dance,
Fading echoes of a heartbeat, lost in a broken trance.
(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of our laughter, now a haunting melody,
A symphony of heartache, a cruel, bitter elegy.
Empty spaces in our story, where once dreams took their flight,
A silent requiem for love, lost in the endless night.
(Verse 2)
Promises like petals, scattered by the wind,
In the garden of our love, where despair now begins.
A symphony of silence, the harmony of pain,
As the tears fall like raindrops, washing hopes down the drain.
(Bridge)
Fading echoes of "forever," a melody now gone,
In the ruins of our love, where shadows linger on.
The pages of our story, stained with tears we've cried,
A ballad of heartbreak, where love and sorrow coincide.
(Chorus)
Oh, the echoes of our laughter, now a haunting melody,
A symphony of heartache, a cruel, bitter elegy.
Empty spaces in our story, where once dreams took their flight,
A silent requiem for love, lost in the endless night.
(Outro)
As the stars weep above us, and the moon hides its face,
A requiem for our love, in this desolate space.
Whispers of what once was, linger in the air,
An anthem of sorrow, for a love beyond repair.
Prompt: We gather here, we line up
Weepin' in a sunlit room, and
If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too
Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe
All the hell you gave me?
'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you
'Til my dying day
I didn't have it in myself to go with grace
And you're the hero flying around, saving face
And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed
Look at how my tears ricochet
We gather stones, never knowing what they'll mean
Some to throw, some to make a diamond ring
You know I didn't want to have to haunt you
But what a ghostly scene
You wear the same jewels that I gave you
As you bury me
I didn't have it in myself to go with grace
'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave
And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed
Look at how my tears ricochet
Prompt: The story starts when it was hot and it was summer
And, I had it all I had him right there where I wanted him
She came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause
She took him faster than you could say sabotage
I never saw it coming, nor would I have suspected it
I underestimated just who I was dealing with
She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum
She underestimated just who she was stealing from
Prompt: I've got a record player that
Was made in 2014 dyed my hair blue
It came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they
Fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them
Climbing in the trees
Sometimes, I think all I'm ever doing is
(Trees)
Trying to convince myself I'm alive (Trees)
Sometimes, I think all I'm ever doing is
(Trees)
Trying to convince myself I'm alive (Trees)
Wipe my eyes and cut me off
(Wipe my eyes, I'm crying)
I'm just crying for attention
(For attention)
Wish I'd been a teenage rebel
(A teenage rebel) never even got detention
I don't really love you
I just said that for a change of pace
I'm sorry
Sometimes I don't recognize my face
I've got a record player that
Was made in 2014 dyed my hair blue
It came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they
Fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them
Climbing in the trees
Sometimes, I think all I'm ever doing is
(Trees)
Trying to convince myself I'm alive (Trees)
Sometimes, I think all I'm ever doing is
(Trees)
Trying to convince myself I'm alive (Trees)
I need a dictionary
Someone look me up and define me
Please remind me who I'm supposed
To be around you
So you will do what I want you to
I'm always winning the wrong game
I don't remember my real name
I've got a record player that
Was made in 2014 dyed my hair blue
It came out a seasick sort of green
I like vintage dresses when they
Fall just below my knees
I pretend I scraped them
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Arwa Arefin
(roses13)
Member since 2024
Anything. There's nothing left (everything that was like a dream). Even if time goes by. It only hurts. The times I spent with you were just everything lightly
It's not a feeling I can shake off, how can I do this .No matter how hard I try to erase it, it's sad . How can I let this heart go as if nothing happened
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