A year ago
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She was beginning at me wide-peered toward and opened lips in a drained shock.
I murmured, "Why?"
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I felt the words stop in my throat, however the breaths secured in my chest pushed them out, alongside streaming tears.
"Since... since I would rather not, I would rather not go to a white house, go into a white room, lay on a white bed, gaze at a white rooftop, eased up by a white light considering white walls."
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"You will not...
You'll go to my home, go into our room, lay on me, gaze at my eyes reflecting consideration onto yours.
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So natural and charming, perilous and gripping, similar to a youngster.
He was all the while talking.
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I'll guarantee her.
"We'll dig together, climb together. Search together, see as together, annihilate together and construct together.
We'll lose your fight to win our own."
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At last.
He tracked down me at the pinnacle of the profundity, and the harvester of souls grinned, as he denied my desire once again.
Once and for all.
#Draft 55 (3)
#Wrapped up
Title:____.
Date:25-11-2018.
Sam Scrawls, [11/30/2018 2:10 AM]
Pink.
The sweet amazing youth.
No worries and no troubles, the hardest thing was getting your work done.
Your greatest requests was to keep awake beyond 9 P.M.
Dark.
Life began wasting now is the ideal time, numerous mistake and fears addressed by both, outsiders and individuals you regarded and appreciated.
In any case, you actually gripped to trust, figuring they could return one day notwithstanding the hurt they caused.
Red.
Somebody came in, took no authorization and just broke in.
They caused life to appear to be simple and warm when you're with them, hard and forlorn without them.
They filled you with enthusiasm and love, you were unable to recall the way things were before any longer.
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