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Friday, November 5, 2010

The moon.. It once represented the glass encasing the beautiful memories we made together, but now? All it looks like is a broken sphere with its shards scattered into the endless oblivion. My vision blurred and I blinked 3 times to clear it, "Why..." I whispered to the wind who was always there to comfort me. I wish I hadn't made those mistakes. "Don't ask." An unexpected voice made me turn, there was only 1 person in my life who owns such a sweet voice. Before she had time to react, I found myself holding her hands and my lips feeling her's. My body moved on it's own, could it be my heart took over in that instant? Nothing will be the same anymore...


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