His fingers tapped against the wood, breathe held as he stared at his paper. It was sort of like a suicide note... Only, he wasn't going to do it.
('Of course you will. You've proven it already-')
(Shhh...)
He found he didn't like it... So he tore it up and threw it away.
Out of sight, out of mind.
His pencil shook in his grasp.
Out of sight, out of mind.
He itched, burned for it to end.
But... Out of sight, out of mind.
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Sweetest Nightmares
FanfictionA little mistake can be the death of something beautiful, Cherry thinks. But, well, Blue is still beautiful, but the sort that you feel when you look at an old home, falling apart with cobwebs stretching across the rotting wood. Funny how he could t...
