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center stage
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/I am but a shadow/, He says, silent words on his lips.
She thinks she is deaf, but when she opens her mouth to reply, she realizes her hands are planted at her ears, a fistful of hair in each hand with the ache of her scalp. A droplet, warm at first but cold as it distances itself away from home (a story eerily familiar) rolls down her flushed cheek; her face is warm and distorted into anger but her body is as cold and frigid as his heart.
Her hands drop loose; blood oozes down her legs like a parasite and she is surprised she has not given in into the temptation of a screech. Her jaw hangs still and the gaping whole in her chest is numb, but she can still feel the ache somewhere else- she feels like someone is screwing with her, (and /what did I ever do to you?/) because it is her end and while her heart ceases to beat for her body her heart continues to beat for him.
Sha- She coughs scarlet onto her rough hands, and her vision flashes with the dull throb of her eyes. -Shadows only exist with light.
And I am forever trapped in the spotlight of center stage/, He kneels to her, and she realizes that she lays on the muddy ground. because my story never ends./
/Neither mine/, She whispers, the rain tapping against the high of her cheekbone.
The light follows me everywhere, and in its obviation is a signal that there is now no wrong in what cannot be seen.
Ghostly, spidery hands encircle her throat.
"Lights out, Sakura."
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end.
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/I am but a shadow/, He says, silent words on his lips.
She thinks she is deaf, but when she opens her mouth to reply, she realizes her hands are planted at her ears, a fistful of hair in each hand with the ache of her scalp. A droplet, warm at first but cold as it distances itself away from home (a story eerily familiar) rolls down her flushed cheek; her face is warm and distorted into anger but her body is as cold and frigid as his heart.
Her hands drop loose; blood oozes down her legs like a parasite and she is surprised she has not given in into the temptation of a screech. Her jaw hangs still and the gaping whole in her chest is numb, but she can still feel the ache somewhere else- she feels like someone is screwing with her, (and /what did I ever do to you?/) because it is her end and while her heart ceases to beat for her body her heart continues to beat for him.
Sha- She coughs scarlet onto her rough hands, and her vision flashes with the dull throb of her eyes. -Shadows only exist with light.
And I am forever trapped in the spotlight of center stage/, He kneels to her, and she realizes that she lays on the muddy ground. because my story never ends./
/Neither mine/, She whispers, the rain tapping against the high of her cheekbone.
The light follows me everywhere, and in its obviation is a signal that there is now no wrong in what cannot be seen.
Ghostly, spidery hands encircle her throat.
"Lights out, Sakura."
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end.
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