Wednesday, November 23, 2005

biting cold

The frost continues to gnaw on her blistering skin. I seem to have lost any emotion because i can't feel anything right now.
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The ride was long and uneventful. She gazed outside the window, attempting to avert her face from prying eyes. These people must wonder why her tears won't stop. She tells the woman who asks, i miss the warmth.

The woman looks away. She sits back and continues to stare out, tears streaking her face.

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In another city he wonders if he really did the right thing. Her sad goodbye echoes his mind. Someday,he thinks, it will happen.

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She thinks, someday...

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