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Sep 2015
Time has stopped and you can feel every miller second passing by you blowing the hair off your face as they tick away into oblivion and you know that it's time.
You watch him get closer though now he's just a tiny little spec in the distance but soon enough he's standing in front you and he looks you dead in the eyes and holds your face gently; he wipes away a stray tear from your eyes and says your name.
You breath out in the silent air and think about the way he said your name and how it came out so perfect and flawlessly like it was the only word he'd known.
"Are you ready" he says clutching your hands tighter
"Yes" you reply closing your eyes and wiating;
you feel the cold metal against your pale, soft skin.
Then you wake up
it has only been about two secondsΒ Β but it felt like hours you stood there and looked into that beautiful mans eyes. When you realise your awake you pull the trigger and fade off into oblivion...
Mollie Rose Downham
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Mollie Rose Downham  Kyogle
(Kyogle)   
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   Joseph Schneider
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