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Clad in Grey

Clad in Grey

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Memories fade, friendships deteriorate, but my hatred shall forever stay. The night blooms a dissonant ring, and the clatter of the chains gives off an awful sting. The memories of the past hide from me, as if to conceal some tragic fate. The girl who weeps yet cant be seen, shall never reveal the memories I so wish to steel. The crimson flowers, the blood of my cheeks, has colored my world a darker red. As I fall through the deepths of the sea, I think, did you actually care about me?
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A voice asked. "You'll catch a cold, why didn't you take your jacket?" I spun around, and my eyes locked with Marcus's eyes. "Hey," I said, my voice a little trembling from the cold, and I wrapped my arms across my chest, my shoulders stiffening. I had not expected that it would be so cold. My fingers dug into my sleeves, and I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, trying not to shiver too obviously. Marcus didn't answer right away. He just looked at me for a second, then stepped forward. Silently, he slid off his jacket and placed it over my shoulders, and I ensnared it tighter around me immediately. It was still warm from his body. The inside smelled... citrusy?

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