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Sunday, 14 February 2016

The Us

Posted by Moon Lei On 14 February No comments


There was eloquence in his disguise; raw sentiment, his shifty eyes veiled. Pretense colonized him part by part. He knew she was the best half of his pith and all underneath. He put up a show of not turning a hair, not even at once though in-depth were his heartbeats. His supposed ardour was sullied by a lie.

"Cruel." She thought to herself.

The counterfeit implication put her nose out of joint. Already, she inhabited him at her very first glance. It was never an intrusion for his walls voluntarily collapsed. It was regarded as play of traitorship. The happenstance was by morality a big do not but it came off regardless because she had a home in him.

"Bullshit." He told himself.

Two culprits wore alike shoes. Some time before, there was... or soon on the tip of forever, there would be... an us to them  -THE US.


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