Monday, August 23, 2010
The edge of time
He lay next to her pillow. The glint of his smile calmed her anxiety. As the darkness descended, he assured her the end would be peaceful. She finally let him kiss her wrist. The warmth filled her trembling body. She knew the others won’t understand. The bloody razor next to her would forever define her...
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2 comments:
Dark i must say !!!
yeah... was listening to "Razor" by the foo fighters so came up with this...
BTW welcome to the blog :)
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