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Mirror, Mirror
Forget it! Forget it! Please...
Forget, for me.
Forget she complained about you.
Forget he claimed the lies, true.
Forget she said you don't deserve to be alive.
Forget his hatred.
Because I love you both out and inside. -
The Deep Feeling of Gratitude
For the past four days, Nina had been in a circuit. In the mornings, she’d start preparing for work, checking emails while brushing her teeth. She’d do her daily dose of stretches in her pajamas. -
Finding Ambition
“How are you so… sane after all that?” Vaughn inquires, lowly as if it took all his strength to say so. -
Perfect
The daughter of a renowned priest, the sister of the largest church, with a family of friends, was fact. -
Warmth
I avert my eyes to the carpet beneath my feet and enjoy the moment of quiet. I would have thought it would be rather awkward, but in actuality, it was quite reassuring and comfortable. -
The Festival
The people there were unexpected, they wore face paint, and had very uncanny costumes, then suddenly an ominous silence was followed by the bong of a heavy instrument.