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Subject: ± love to darling ± Author: …::Cynic::… [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:46:36 06/04/02 Tue In reply to: 's message, "- Break Me -" on 08:43:32 05/31/02 Fri …|| stop me if you dont understand ||… …|| but i feel lost ||… …|| with you im tempted to say ||… …|| ive seen the light ||… † Misplaced fairy continues mindless wanderings, question for the next day’s sunrise as though for the metallic change found beyond stripe of colors. The prospect of shadow was inhaled greedily by shackled imagination, pondering causing weakened figure to nearly stumble to death. Continuing to stroll the thin line between Hades and Zeus, thoughts drift away on the same zephyr that plays with charcoal tresses, disturbing their perfect placement in a bed-head sort of way. It probably had not been wise to inform the youthful stallion of her lack of immortality, the plague of it possibly causing her image to pale in his vision. Caramel feminine saunters on, stumbling though oblivious to her own failing health. In need of refreshed oxygen, drag of humid atmosphere is inhaled, a near pant in its excessive struggle. Slightly worried glance is cast towards surrounding timber, a sudden wave of verdant emotion overcoming weary strength. Did they let him back in? She suspected it; that her chilled hammock of ink nothings had let fatale’s childhood nuisance in where his prey had once thrived, oblivious to her own outcast. Auditory organs clamp to skull, tinted by unstable betrayal and unproven conclusions jumped to far too hastily. But vixen could not coexist with a being nearly as sinister as her own sentencing jury. † \\he said, she said// \\what boring games we tend to play // \\when there’s nothing else// \\to do// .:…more snow, clustering in bunches where eyelashes used to be…:. .:…but don’t blame me….: .:…its my damn show, anyway…:. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date --> Shake Me <-- --> Lydan <-- 18:53:57 06/20/02 Thu ± im your passenger ± -- …::Cynic::…, 13:15:34 06/24/02 Mon