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by firemoth_007
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“So this is it.”
Those were the last words I heard from her.
It was cool and calm.
No tears, no trembling, no distress
for that moment.
She vanished in my horizon and only the sound
of her heels clicking on the pavement
remained.
Her scent lingered for a moment
but the wind blew it away
along with our memories.
The wind blew
it away along with our
memories.
I did not run after her shadow ―and now I regret.
Now
I regret.
Now I
regret.
I could still hear her whisper my name
every now and then.
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Pompeii on says:
I love these, I really do. ^-^
solitude on says about chapter 12:
hey~ what's the inspiration for 12, 13, and 14 ^^" hehehe
solitude on says about chapter 8:
damn number 8 hahaha ♥♥♥
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