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by MagicGirl_Helia » Sun Apr 01, 2012 12:39 pm
Allie shivered slightly at his touch, glad that he hadn't heard the rocks drop. She wanted to tell him, bet she just didn't know how.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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by MagicGirl_Helia » Sun Apr 01, 2012 1:19 pm
Allie looked down. She bit her lip, a single tear running down her cheek. She wiped it away quickly, hoping he hadn't seen.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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by MagicGirl_Helia » Sun Apr 01, 2012 1:34 pm
Allie looked at him. "Nothing...I just...I don't want to keep secrets anymore..." she said.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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by MagicGirl_Helia » Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:30 pm
Allie bit her lip. "Carter...there are people after me who give anything to know where I am." She said.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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by MagicGirl_Helia » Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:37 pm
Allie frowned. She looked at the rock that had dropped earlier. It lifter more than two feet off the ground. "That..." she said.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”
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