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While walking home, past run down shops with their windows covered in mould, looking at the cars parked spastically along the street, I hear her. Her footfalls are the only noise in the deserted street. As she makes her way closer down the desolatestreet I can make out blonde hair swirling around her. I can now see she is easily the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Blue eyes, bright with something. Lips red and perfect because of the cold. Nose wonderfully proportioned on her face. All this I see in a second as she quickly passes by. She is running. Why is she running?
gothgirl added this comment 2011-10-24 04:05:32-05:00
coolio!
gothgirl added this comment 2011-10-24 04:05:32-05:00
coolio!