04-15-2006, 03:28 PM
And Miya Tsegrah hated it, preferring blues.
Her now identical twin sister, Georgie Ashford, loved it.
They were almost exactly identical, except for their eyes. Miya's were more a green-blue than blue.
Miya sat on the floor, her dark blue denim overalls and striped yellow-and-green shirt wrinkling.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?