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The cooling engine was likened to breath once pouring clouds into the air, fading into the absolute nothingness. Death on any uncertain terms would just sing. The sound of our voices far from ringing over the quieted tone of Thom Yorke. And yet, I could feel my cold heart singing. You confided in me, your eyes a cork relieving bottled up pressure beneath. I brushed the fire from your deep hazel eyes, and it caught my heart ablaze in a wreath. Finally here, a role I would reprise At this moment I knew my heart was taken, but in your eyes the sign just read vacant. |
The ending was a surprise. Maybe in this case it isnt personal. Females can be easily distracted at some of the worst times by even the most trivial things. I love the opening lines. | Posted on 2017-01-07 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ] | |