she and gray talk to one another in silence
she holds back tears
gray confirms her fears
gray is not who he appears
"i love you."
she kisses gray with tears running down her face
knowing she needs to leave this place
for better or worse, she doesn't know
but she wants to be selfish for once, and right now, her love is her foe
"and i'm sorry."
she leaves before gray utters a single word
and reason with what he had just heard
his doll of blue is gone forever
and 'twas the last time he saw silver
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silver and gray are quite alike :))) ahaha
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chimère
Poetry-- a dream he loves; a dream he can't touch; a dream that's killing him. -- (cover by me)
