Fo-rizzles, yo.
Euphoric
Anywho, I'm movin' in May 30th (or thereabouts) so I might not have internets for a few days whilst I set everything up.
I's so excited!
~chibiyin
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The day was perfect for it. He had finally been able to get out of the house, away from everyone else, and steal away to the woods again. It wasn’t a long drive, but it was enough. Parking in the uneven gra
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A songSees her every day as she walks through his door she smiles at him as he wishes for more she buys her flowers he gives them for free tries to repay him he says Let it beA song
He's pushing her out instead of letting her in arrange for a change to let his party begin He sits alone nursing his drink wond'ring how long 'till he's at the brink
He waits in line for one photograph he knows she's wanted one though she's never asked anonymous tied up in a bow she'll never guess and he'll never let her know
by ~chibiyin
titles suckIt's all the things the little, grandiose things that remind her-- the clouds broken with streams of light the woven tales from deepest night-- He strides in though sight and out again in wakingtitles suck
For a time forgotten locked behind closed lids then a single drop leaking through and travelling down-- down-- down along the line of her neck the thought twining like heat from His breath
Snap to with a start oh, betrayer, heart with your rapid fire and tearing apart She flees out to the dawn the grey, cool rain
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You turn my blood to smoke."
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I was gifted but the phsychiatrist took away my powers.
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