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Upon the EdgeWhen you looked at me with pain and anger I knew it was over I knew that this time was gone Your precious angel Fallen into dirt and grime Lost in a sea of your guilt I know I was wrong But you still made me suffer With nothing but cobwebs left I try to regain myself I cry tears of blood and fear As the bruises are out and in You do not know this little girl I cannot let you think so I will not die in vain You still hear my words Forever echoing inside that void You like to call a heart You broke me and I slowly dieUpon the Edge
by ~dymentia
Whole AgainChapter Five: Whole AgainWhole Again
Justin debated briefly about whether or not to follow her before letting the instinctive nature inside take over. He ran as fast as his legs could go to the point where is muscles began to tense and seize up on him. He refused to stop. He had to get to her. He knew he had no other option. If he didn’t, he would lose what he had just now found forever.
Celeste was already deep into the wood that surrounded the lake when she heard him. He was calling for her. He was searching for her. She felt like a rat trapped in a maze with no cheese to guide her to the exit. She had decided that running w
by ~dymentia
FlamesChapter Four: FlamesFlames
“Celeste?”
Her body lay curled at the base of the granite stone. Dawn was just beginning when the familiar voice had awaken her.
“Kevin??”
Tears welled up in her eyes as she saw the man in front of her. He was as handsome as ever. He was so real that when Celeste reached out, she could feel him. He smelled of lilacs and carnations. Like the flowers he gave her on her last birthday.
“Celeste, I love you. I am waiting for you. Come to me when you are old, not before.”
“No, I must be with you! I must die for your memory!”
“If yo
by ~dymentia
The SacrificeChapter Three: The SacrificeThe Sacrifice
Justin stood there, as if waiting for Aaron to challenge him. He knew that Aaron had no more bullets in the gun but he was still a possible threat. Justin couldn’t quite understand this change that was occurring inside of him but it was slowly growing and developing into a vile form of loathing towards his friend. His main concern at the moment though was Celeste’s safety.
“What are you gonna do man, kill her now?”
Aaron focused on Celeste noting that her black hair was dirty and unkempt. He thought she was a whore. When he first saw her, he thought the same thing. To
by ~dymentia
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Too Late - A Final MomentShe looked down at the form beneath her, unable to discern right away the face covered in long, dark hair. Crouching down and sliding her long, slender fingers through her fiery red hair, positioning the strands behind her ear, she closely inspected the individual. Pausing for a moment, a strange twinge of pain struck her chest.Too Late - A Final Moment
Extending her hand, as if in slow motion, she brushed the hair out of his face. The pain returned, deep in her chest as she recognized the form on the ground before her. The moment seemed to linger for an eternity. A long, painful eternity.
He was dead. His lips were a slight shade of pale la
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