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10-27-2008, 07:09 AM
"Heey, wait for meeee!" Dean, Miya and Lee's son, skid to a stop outside the theatre, grimacing a bit; he just knew he'd twisted his ankle on the way here. "Serena, come on, hurry up." He turned around, looking for his twin sister. His hair was short, choppy and black and his eyes were blue-gray.
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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