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02-10-2006, 11:58 AM
"A'ight. She's 'llergic to avacados and onions, mind you." He handed him the chain and walked away after saying, "You can send it in the mail."
The girl was terrified, but it didn't show. She lifted her head a little, but couldn't really see the dealer, his wife, or the young man that was tied to the railing. Her sight was damaged from an owner she'd had in the past. The chains rattled painfully in her ears, and she bit her lip to stop herself from wincing.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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