Haunted when the minutes drag
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THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOVED
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST

My shortness pwnz your shortness.



THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED


_____ The cut on his leg pulsed with each step, but Ahren found it a good pain. He couldn’t remember why he had drawn the knife, but the blow had knocked him awake. That sudden fiery pain in his leg had been his own doing. Still, these were things that he came to accept. It was easier to live that way, after all. Ahren inhaled the scent of dirt and clay, and found with mild surprise a scent that was familiar. He turned a corner and found her, nearly exactly as he could remember. It was her hair he remembered above all else, her hair and the peculiar shade of her fur. “Anathra?”




I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget




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