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Aug 04, 2008 07:59

What a lovely, lovely walk. The taste of iron still on my tongue. So cheery.

Welcome back my wayward sheep, enjoy your long captivity? Rounded up for the slaughter, such a cruel thing that never ceases to entertain.

N told me a wonderful story. Push them all down the steps Mihael, to be on the top. I did.

Reiko, I have another poem for you.

near tastes gooood, nom on near, lol always about l even when it isn't, poem tiems, mello, l, near, lolz mello you fail, no l?, no quotes sry, you all fail btw, reiko

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:09:07 UTC
beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:12:16 UTC
Staring is rude Mihael Keehl.

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:14:25 UTC
Beyond Birthday.

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beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:15:38 UTC
I prefer Ryuuzaki Rue.

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:16:17 UTC
I prefer Mello.

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beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:17:17 UTC
I lied.

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:18:03 UTC
I figured.

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beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:19:07 UTC
Great minds Mihael Keehl, they think alike.

What did you write to your future self?

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:21:08 UTC
Great minds can crack weaker ones, and not need to be like them to do it.

Give me something of equal worth, I might tell you.

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beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:23:10 UTC
Crack like children's bones down the stairs, or N's slender wrist with enough pressure. I like N, he is precious to you both, isn't he?

But I can't trust you Mihael, to tell the truth. Perhaps I should, you look so so alike.

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:25:08 UTC
I do what I must. He is N, I am M, that's as far as it goes. He is mine to break, get your own toy.

You wound me with your words, Beyond. You can trust me.

Who do I look like, I wonder?

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beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:28:34 UTC
When I like a toy I take it, and N tastes so bitter, not like L. A lovely contrast. I want him too, after a test run.

Do you trust me then Mihael? I bet I know what you wrote. To be like L, to make L proud.

Who indeed. Such lovely hair, lovely eyes. L must be in pain to look at you.

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:31:55 UTC
Thieves are punished for their crimes. Are you sure you're even from Wammys house, with such twisted justice? Oh yes, I forgot for a second, you were a failure.

You are incorrect, I can see in to your mind, yet you can never touch mine.

...You are playing games now. Games that do not make sense.

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beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:35:50 UTC
I take what will be mine. As L. Children, children, too blind to understand.

No sense? I know, I know, let's play another game.

I will take dear Near and we will play hide and seek! Only, only, be sure to look very carefully this time. A piece hear, a piece there. Perhaps you will find them all and put him all together again.

I would never kill him, don't worry. Just small, little pieces. He will never know they're missing.

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shiftyblond August 4 2008, 12:49:37 UTC
You will not be able to play, Beyond.

You will be far too cold, to move.

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beyondback_up August 4 2008, 12:51:02 UTC
Another game then A-kun.

Oops, a slip.

Who is the boy in the googles? He knows my name.

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