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Aug 2014
In the still of this morning I find myself lying on the floor, staring at a stranded bug crawling across the ceiling. But all I can think about is the way you laced your hand into mine after dark and how you held hers under the sun for everyone to see. And how you crept into my window while a smug smile tugged at your lips and how you grinned at her from across a crowded room. And when your hand left trails across my body you burned every inch with desire and when you touched her you left only traces of love. And how when your lips met mine lighting struck between us, and how when you kissed her the clouds cleared. In this still morning all I can think about is the fact that I destroyed her love for you with the fire you lit inside of me. Once again , the darkness was stronger than anything.  And god was I horrified when I realized that what we had was pure, beautiful, darkness.
-Forever, Raine
Cece Raine
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