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She moves in shadow between an abyss and sunlight. Part of her in each world. Sometimes she is so afraid to turn her face towards the sunlight and feel it's warmth, as if, for some reason, she feels she doesn't deserve it.....or can't trust the light to keep the darkness at bay.....so she always keeps a lil part of her in the blackness, to keep watch for anything that may come for her.
Or maybe she just can't trust herself, can't trust herself to be rid of the black, always afraid she might hurt someone with that darkness she thought she left behind.
So she lets that part of herself live because she can't live without it. It sits and waits, like a sniper waiting for a clean shot. Sometimes, she forgets it's there, and briefly, for one almost perfect moment.....she is truly alive.
Posted by dreampower on 2009-10-25 23:54:07 | Rating: | Views: 74
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