we were in screaming colour.
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I looked at the burnt Polaroid picture of us. although the picture was barely alive, it was to me.
Her perfect smile never faded, from her perfectly framed face. although she looked angelic, how could I predict that she was the reason to all my mindful fantasies, the demons that haunted me at night, and the things that made me want to end it all?
"one more time" she laughs, grabbing the polariod of me, and snapping another shot of us.
in screaming colour
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Are We Out Of The Woods Yet?
FanfictionAre We Out Of The Woods Yet? Are We Out Of The Woods Yet? Are We Out Of The Woods Yet? Are We Out Of The Woods Yet? "why do you always say that?" she asked, making her daisy chain. "because when I lost her, I didn't find myself."
