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|Subject: I'm hesitating because of my fear of something touching my wounds.[rated t for language.][private for Chikiba and Sargentscarer] Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:33 pm|| |
Oh sure I can be nice..
I just choose not to be.
Chikiba awoke from a peaceful slumber. She had been dreaming of her parents, again. This time she watched from atop a hill at a younger version of herself running towards her dad. His arms, outstretched away from his body awaiting her arrival. Giggling, the younger form ran faster towards him. Turning, she looked over at a tree where her mother was sitting preparing a picnic for the three of them. She did not quite remember when this event had occurred or if it had occurred at all.. Recently she was having trouble identifying fiction from reality.
Sighing, she stretched her sleepy limbs and stood upright. Looking around her, she wondered; what rests in store for me today? Since her arrival to japan and back, she hadnt come across much fun activities to avoid boredom. Perhaps that would change today..
~~~~~~~~~~~~I am nothing but a delicate flower.*
~*~~~If these outstretched hands
Are also a lie,Then there's no need for your kind words.The decorated hollow spaceLike this body,It doesn't matter if it's broken and shattered.Keep dancing for eternity.~