

black sheep.i was sitting on the edge of a black leather couch in the dim living room with my fingers clasping the edges of its armrest as gorey images flashed brightly onto the tv screen. my sister, justice, was next to me and half sitting on my legs and clinging onto the back of my shirt in horror. my other sister, the youngest, erin, was laying stomach-first on the elegant carpet with her hands on her chin. she would eat popcorn every few seconds and then freeze and let her attention go to the tv.black sheep.
"this is too scary," i said with my eyes fluttering half closed, shielding from the evil villians ripping women open like opening the zipper on


Never-breath.Sophie is a serenade of toxic breath that deaerates your lungs from air like murder. She has bright carmine jewels for eyes, burning fierce like polished rubies. She sings sweetly to the other red-eyed monsters that crowd the forest in her backyard at dusk-set twilight when no one is home but her. She'll stare out the upstairs window and call to you, too, as nighttime skips into changing skies.Never-breath.
"Don't you like us?" she rasps vacantly with vermillion cascading scarlet waterfalls over her teeth. "We like anyone who is unlucky enough to come here, don't we children?"
"Yes, yes," they murmur through black leaves, their


Anne Catches Your Dreams.Anne is a peach-honey skinned girl with specks of ochre dust-breath brushed around her big green eyes and rusted red lips. She wears a tulip shaped dress over her broken little knees and plays with the white satin bows that hang from her shoulders. She has her hair curled back into a busy ponytail with pieces of blonde flaxen locks hanging limp upon her freckled-tan face.Anne Catches Your Dreams.
Anne is a young prophetic beauty who catches butterflies that mid-drift across her weigela garden in the backyard. She'll catch the graceful flying hearts and then release them into the blue ocean of wonder above their eyes that just sings of freedom.
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Change the Colour.I want to believe.Change the Colour.
That orphaned orange tipped vacant with blood prim red is not the shade of death, even though it burns unforgivingly through the smoked-starless gray night sky on Sunday night. I want to believe that every caressed memory is still tangible in blood-cracked fingertips and not just piercing sullen memories in my heart, like when raindrops get caught in silk-weaved spiderwebs on the edge of ranch style doorframes. I want to run through hallways again as memories flood my mind, the "remember these?" kind that you can tell over and over again because they never grow old.
I want to lay out on the


black sheep.i was sitting on the edge of a black leather couch in the dim living room with my fingers clasping the edges of its armrest as gorey images flashed brightly onto the tv screen. my sister, justice, was next to me and half sitting on my legs and clinging onto the back of my shirt in horror. my other sister, the youngest, erin, was laying stomach-first on the elegant carpet with her hands on her chin. she would eat popcorn every few seconds and then freeze and let her attention go to the tv.black sheep.
"this is too scary," i said with my eyes fluttering half closed, shielding from the evil villians ripping women open like opening the zipper on
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There's still strength left in us yet
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Friends are like rainbows; there always there for you after the
storm.
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There's still strength left in us yet
Hold on to the world we all remember dying for,
There's still hope left in it yet...
Arise - Flyleaf
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