Déjà vu (II)

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I drew a new yesterday and let it be today. Withdrew bits off yesterday and let it live today. I play the days, let it turn in round till she breaks. Mirrored days, mirrored days.

I watched her as she crawled herself to the edge of the bed side and sat there with her bruised toe tingling through the hairs of the woolen carpet. Still staring at nothing with this weird expression on her face. It looked like she'd been fighting me a whole mile but here she is, after a three hour nap, ready to face my world for the 1st time. The one and only, Lacey Speville.

She tapped her tongue twice on her palate to chase the numb feeling off her mouth ,took a deep breath and got up for a morning walk

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She tapped her tongue twice on her palate to chase the numb feeling off her mouth ,took a deep breath and got up for a morning walk. I was still here ,at the same place and at the same time, stalking as she walked around her bedroom in the same pattern and pace. Still craving for her cries as she drew each step of this routine walk. Still longing for this chill she got running right down my spine being caught by her sight, but this time, I'd changed the lines and kept staring from behind, out of sight.

She parted the curtain, took hold of the window's freezing cold handles and briskly opened it as she smiled as if she's been breathing for the first time. She stood there for a while, with her hands still holding on to the handles, watching the leaves falling to the autumn breeze and the birds hanging on the barely branchless trees.

Standing naked to the face of the world; Her eyes were caught by, the magic of the moment and her mind just followed the pace, lost on a desert isle but an icy wind blew around her skinny shoulders cutting it short

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Standing naked to the face of the world; Her eyes were caught by, the magic of the moment and her mind just followed the pace, lost on a desert isle but an icy wind blew around her skinny shoulders cutting it short. She cackled and with her arms crossed tight to her chest, turned around and put her back against the concrete wall. Throwing a breathy "iiii" as she rubbed her arms, she quickly snatched her panty off the nightstand and put it on.

I could see her as she browsed her wardrobe, like she wanted to be the center of attraction. She placed her baggy shirt and torn jeans neatly on her ottoman and covered herself with a towel she picked up from the floor with no wonder about why it was laying there.

Its been a long time, It almost felt as if I've Lost this Lacey.

"Knock the door thrice
Break the lock and taste the wine
The fruit's divine"

"Knock, knock, knock" And the door slammed open!

"Hey daddy, good morning"

"Wow, already up!"

"Yeah... I... didn't sleep well last night"

"Well, I can't say so for my part, your mom just went beast mode last night"

"Oh dad please! Stop!"

"Now get out, I need to get myself ready for school"

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