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09-10-2008, 06:00 AM
Killie pulled her head out of her bag, wincing as her neck cri'cked, and she shut the DS off, putting it in a cushioned pocket of her bag and stretching her arms above her head. "So, how was your weekend, Infri?"
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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