03-27-2008, 05:26 PM
The girl - her last owner had named her Jenny - shifted around, trying to dislodge her tail feathers, before hiding her face in her hands again; she wasn't supremely beautiful, but she had a hawk-like prettiness most bird half-breeds had under the dirt.
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?