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can't help taking your lifeThere is this hall I walk down almost every day. The walls are white-washed brick, the carpet the kind of overly busy checker pattern that is supposed to keep your eyes off of it and forward. A week ago I saw some girls had set up a little table there on behalf of the American Red Cross with a little banner saying so and that there was to be a blood drive the following Friday. I slowed down to look just long enough. “You thinking of donating blood?” asked one of the girls smiling at me from across a pile of registration forms. From the red in her cheeks I could tell she still had all her own. But, I was thinking about it, thinkcan't help taking your life
by ~alexcross
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Now. Blue Ariel Narrow on a backlit screen, our words scroll up
and
disappear forever. We are
unaccountable with miles of wires
between us, and more comfortable that way.
Then. It was clay and not soul: I liked the feel of your hands, you liked the feel of my skin. The snow kissed your eyelashes, the wind played in your hair. Even the weather longed t
by ~nekokelly
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