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Rainbow Revolution At the end of my search there was a Frenchman named Claude. He told me in a stiff tone (every word spoken in roundabout code) that his daughter could help me; she dabbled in this sort of thing, and she was good at what she did. He left the bar before I did, directions to their little hovel hastily scrawled on a napkin left crumpled against my glass. I finished the sludgy, bitter drink I had ordered, and wobbled back home to Kurt.Rainbow Revolution by ~RoboTribble
I told him, in whispered tones too low to be heard by anyone listening, about the girl. I trembled as I spoke, my fingers dancing like twitchy spiders against his hip as I leaned in close. He humo
UsIs this what love is?Us by ~Johnaphobia
She's constantly on my mind.
I simply cannot wait to talk to her.
Cannot wait to hear her
Voice
And yet...
Other times it's not this way.
Words fly like debris from a hurricane.
We sling insults left and right,
Wishing we'd never been together.
Sometimes,
I wish it would just
Stop
But then...
Then, I remember the good times.
Us, hand in hand smiling and laughing.
Filled with complete
Joy
It is at that moment that it all melts away.
Nothing matters anymore.
I am simply myself.
She is simply herself.
We are simply
Us
Treasure of the UtmostUnderneath the blistering sunset sky, we are melting (melting she cackles), because our kind has never been pure enough to withstand the strength of the heavens.Treasure of the Utmost by ~Chillyjilly23
And the people stare until I am sure she will wither under their gazes (their hateful, fearsome staring), but she doesn't. She's stronger than that, stronger than me
And the leaves rain down around her and she smiles like angels.
And I know (and she knows), she'll taste like heaven on my tongue (or rain and sun and sky)
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