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Last published Thu, Sep 8, 2016
And we we were so bad together as well as for each other but we didn't really give a damn, did we?
Everything was chaotic, just the way we always liked it. Trouble surrounding us and taking up most of our souls. The faces of angels with the sins of the devils.
Everything was out of control...
and in one cold night, in a dark alleyway in the City of Angels, you shot me down.
With your eyes flickering with the same color of the neon lights and the pavement I fell on wet by the rainfall,
you backed away slowly until all I could see was darkness.
"What ever did I do to you? Get this fact straight into that stupid head of yours, I never want to see you again! You hear me?! Now, leave!" I screamed at him and I see his eyes losing the side of pain and guilt to anger as they darkened.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to him until I was face to face with his chest. Everything happened so quick and the next thing I knew, his lips crashed into mine.
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