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Date: 2011-10-07 12:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com
[O-kay, not at all what she was expecting to hear. It surprised so much that she stumbled from no longer watching where she was walking and instead turning to look at him in disbelief. On one hand, yeah, sure, the compliment was nice because she didn't hear things like that often, but on the other, it was coming from the same person who couldn't take a hint, was affected by this gd flood, and one scary, creepy dude. Probably reasons to break whatever this was off, but she was more afraid of what would happen if she did, versus sticking this out. Besides, she could handle it. Or stupidly thought she could. She relied way too much on her ability sometimes.]

My...feet?

[Yes, that was what she was stuck on at the moment.]
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Richie Gecko

It's a Dark Night

hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night

the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him

she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again

I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago

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