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Shadows of the Heart: Chapter One: Aaron Clark
"Aaron, come on. You need to get up!"
There was a tug on his sheets. Opening an eye he looked up at the small brown haired girl standing there.
"What time is it?" he asked.
"Shit!" he breathed as he threw the sheet off on him.
He jumped out of bed and went to his dresser and grabbed a clean shirt and pants. Throwing them on, he ran a hands through his shoulder length black hair. He grinned a little when he thought about his dad's reaction when he had first seen the new color, not to mention the red streak that went over his left eye. But as Aaron looked in the mirror, his eyes lingered on a small scar on the side of his neck, a reminder of how his dad hated his hair. Aaron sighed, wondering how his dad would react to his new tongue piercing as he rolled it around in his mouth. He turned back to the girl standing by the door.
"Ready, squirt?" he asked.
"No." she said quietly.
Aaron smiled down at her and patted her head.
"Its okay, Sarah. You know I won't let him touch you, righ
My Angel: Chapter Fifteen
Ian's Point of View
Ian blinked as a strand of hair tickled his nose. He looked down and smiled when he saw Riley. The smaller teen had part of his face hidden in the blanket and a cheek pressed onto Ian's chest. Ian sighed happily as he laid his head back on his pillow and ran a hand through Riley's silver hair. Riley moved at the touch and looked up with sleepy violet eyes.
"Hey." said Ian.
"Hi." mumbled Riley.
"Was that warm enough for you?"
Riley's eyes shot open and he jumped off the bed, taking the blanket with him, and stalked towards Ian's bathroom. Ian groaned and got up to follow. When he went to open the door, he found that it was locked. He sighed and sat down with his back to the door.
"Riley, open the door."
"Fuck off!" came Riley's angry voice.
"Come on. I need to get cleaned up, too. We promised Kylie that we'd visit her today."
"Then why don't you go use her bathroom." Riley said flatly.
"Because she's never lets me use it."
"Why the hell not?"
Don't you know how much you mean to me?
That only with you I can truly be free?
Don't you know that you are never alone?
That to you I would go the farthest ever flown?
Don't you know that you have stolen my heart?
That the two of us will never be apart?
Don't you know how you have changed my life?
That with you here I will never know strife?
Don't you know that you make me whole?
That you are the one who touches my soul?
Don't you know how much this is all true?
That in my world there will only ever be just us two?
Because I know who will always fill my life full of love.
It is only my silver haired, violet eyed one that I speak of.
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
5:20i went to the forest
to purify my lungs
then i saw the thick
three letter scar
i left in a slender
birch, and wondered how
i could let you poison
another living thing.
moths aren't afraid of pins
till they're stuck to a piece of styrofoam.
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