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] Date Posted: 19:17:03 03/27/04 Sat In reply to: Cole 's message, "*Simple and Plain*" on 13:52:05 03/11/04 Thu xXx i’m so tired of being here xXx xXx suppressed by all of my childish fears xXx xXx and if you have to leave xXx xXx I wish that you would just leave xXx xXx because your presence still lingers here xXx xXx and it won’t leave me alone xXx xXx Swift felt peculiarly comfortable in the presence of the lucid stag, allowing herself to lean closer to his soothing touch. Vision blurred and hazy, the charred femme stared up at Cole in wonderment, wishing to tell him just how much he was assisting her in the generally extended process of healing a repetitively smashed heart, discovering she was unable to will her vocal cords to exert anything at the moment. Auditives pricked in his bearing amidst a mass of coiling charcoal tresses, absorbing the heartfelt speech gratefully. Abruptly, the paramour was struck with how much this landscape resembled Sun-Kissed Beach, immaculate porcelain sands to softly lapping waves on the shoreline. Why had she come here, of all places? Well, she really couldn’t say, not recalling having any sense of direction through the blinding tears. Sighing quietly, the ivory-socked maiden felt compelled to speak. xXx xXx I find myself lacking in words now that I wanted to convey how much I appreciate this, Cole. I do apologize for being a burden, but I can’t stand this place anymore. Would you mind if we went somewhere else? xXx xXx By somewhere else, Swift was thinking the Glory’s masquerade. It was perfect: they wouldn’t be noticed and she could finish her life story without going insane from the likeness of the two beaches. Turning, she gazed into the sable charger’s pools, hoping he’d accept the invitation to relocate. xXx xXx these wounds won’t seem to heal xXx xXx this pain is just too real xXx xXx there’s just too much that time cannot erase xXx ![]() S Wi F T xXx m y i m m o r t a l xXx [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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