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The beginning of it all.
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The night of the red strings.
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Chase leads an emotionally isolated life, constantly pulling the red strings of fate together for others, but blind to her own destiny. Until she meet..
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My mind is a tomb. A graveyard of buried hopes and dreams; a graveyard with tombstones of acid and drugs. I feel numb, but is numbness even a feeling?..
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He watched the glass spray across the floor. Shimmering little shards, dancing across the hardwood floor. Sparkling, gleaming, ruby red; residue pinot..
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When the snow falls, I think of you.I think of your smile, your sparkling teeth.I think of your eyes, mellow... deep.The world is asleep today.The clo..
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In reflection, it's hard to say whether any sum of events led me to my decision, or just one big one. In the end, I think maybe it was both. I remembe..
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I don't remember thinking much about what would happen if I fell in love. What I would say. Whether I would say anything at all. Love seemed so far aw..
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Shining hair, flashing eyes
Cross
her path, I dare you. Try.
She'll
crush your heart and watch you die.
See
the evil deep within.
There
is no ..
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