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06-06-2006, 05:31 PM
Kayte had had no siblings, her mother and father having been divorced when she was a year old for reasons she'd never been properly told, so she didn't know how it was to hate someone you were related to.
Well, in a way, she did.
She stood up and walked to the arcade section of the cinema, and shook her head at the shoddy way a twenty-year-old man was playing a shooting arcade game. She pushed him out of the way, put a coin in, and said, "This is how you shoot, dumb@ss."
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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