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Wednesday, August 26

This is the closest I have come to actual writing in too long.

She looked past him
At the sky behind his head
And smiled.

Because someday, she too, would be free.


"I've always loved you.
I've always loved you."

I've always lied.


The clouds shifted,
From her vision,
From the sky.

And she dreamt that she had gone with.


"Did you miss me?"
"As much as I missed American burgers."

Did I mention I've become a vegetarian?


She bit into the peach
And felt its sweetness fill her mouth,
Its juice drip down her chin.

Nothing is quite as satisfying as fruit murder.

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