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She sits in the middle.
Not the focus of attention; shes quiet. Just in the middle. Where she can watch. And hear. She laughs when the others are funny. She nods in response to their words. Her face doesnt change much; maybe a small frown. Or a raised eyebrow.
Only she knows what she is thinking.
I sit beside her and dont speak. I dont have to. I dont want to. Ill know if she wants conversation; shell start it. I catch her eyetoday pale blue, yesterday darker. Tomorr


Not My Memory of ChoiceMy heart is pounding I dont how I got myself here It wasnt a conscious decision I just said Id come with youNot My Memory of Choice
I now, I admit to myself my fear Not of you; you dont scare me Im afraid of my two opposing sides Of the side of me I didnt know
Youre gazing out the window, smoking I cant tell if you care that Im here You do turn then, and return my glance A smile; you reach to brush my cheek
The touch so soft and simple I nod and lean into your hand You lean toward me, holdin
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"My devil dances with his demon and the fiddler's tune is far from over." (Dexter, 1x12)
"Feelings are overrated, if you ask me."
"Beats being an angel."
(Supernatural, 4x10)
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"My devil dances with his demon and the fiddler's tune is far from over." (Dexter, 1x12)
"Feelings are overrated, if you ask me."
"Beats being an angel."
(Supernatural, 4x10)
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