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Undying Love Even After Death
Undying love even after Death
William sat at his desk, enjoying the rather peaceful atmosphere. The square glasses on his face shimmered slightly, shielding the spring green eyes that were scanning through paperwork.
This was the highlight of the orderly shinigami's day.
Having to not worry about Ronald and his mediocre doings was a rare thing. Eric and Alan are more than capable of looking after each other. And the red one how disgraceful he can be at times. If he wasn't at William's side being a nuisance, he was out courting that damn demon.
Once he finished the last of his paperwork, William stood up and began his short journey to the filing room. Honestly, what would this place do without him?
Out of the corner of his eye, a certain red shinigami he had spoken of earlier came into view. As usual, he was standing there, leaning on the railing. A dreamy look in his eyes and a Cheshire grin on his face were always present in his characteristic features.
Deciding to end th
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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