We are:
A Guardian Angel with stained cheeks and shaky hands.
Wings covered in black feathers.
A Halo with dents and breaks.
A small Light enveloped in the darkness all around her.
A Shadow that hides all of the monsters from our pasts.
Me.
We are truly a Perfect Storm. We all have secrets and scars and stories and we almost always tell them, because we are all part of something. I think that Halo has forgotten that. He retired to his old ways, yet again, and let me tell you, it's getting pretty old. But I know he doesn't mean to, he doesn't want to but he can't help it. He loves her but he hates her.
Where is he at? Where is she at? Where are we? We somehow ceased to exist with the snap of a finger. And no one really notices...
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I know it's been a while since I've posted aside from TimeLine, which I might change. Anyway, thank you for reading. :)
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In the Darkness
De TodoShe hides her mind away as she comforts and supports everyone around her. She pushes through to dark and finds the light. He sits quietly and wonders how to win her back. She blames the rabbit. I try to find the light. I try to comfort. But how can...
