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Apr 16, 2009 13:30

Shadrach, Me, and a Bed

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ashrayne April 27 2009, 13:57:40 UTC
Her perfect blonde hair matched her sparkly blue eyes
A wink here, a glance there, a perfect disguise
All her grades and promotions she got with cute lies
Her words were leaking pretty

His pasty pale skin seemed transparent and sickly
A tear here, a glare there; he growled curses thickly
He lived with his eyes on the ground, walking quickly
His words were leaking empty

Her bright uniform hit the floor with her pom-poms
They hid in his room, using teeth, hair, and palms
He did nothing to please her or buoy her qualms
Their words were leaking hungry

Her tall silver heels peeked from under her prom dress
Her thoughts were on him, but she danced with finesse
Every kiss, every smile, all under duress
Her words were leaking lonely

He was angry, so angry; she ran for her life
His muscles were taut, his fist clenched a knife
His desperate suspicions and cruelty were rife
His words were leaking fury

She was fractured and desperate, her innocence gone
He dumped her, he left her, she was only a pawn
The outcast had played her, an ( ... )

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