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NaNoWriMo09, pg. 24Cal's fingers caress my throat like the most talented of composer's playing his masterpiece of a sonata. I'm finding it very hard to breathe but I am also finding it very hard to care about anything but the heat of his skin and the texture of his fingertips. All I know is that I want more and I want it now and I want it very, very, very quickly.NaNoWriMo09, pg. 24
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Every cell in my body is alive and screaming, because they are burning and there is only one way to quench the fire. Images begin to crowd in my mind, intimate pictures of the strangest and yet most erotic places on Rachel's body-the crook of her elbow, which is th
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NaNoWriMo09, pg. 23She looks me straight in the eye when she finishes, her brow wrinkled with the considerable effort of unraveling these thoughts of ours. "And I mean," she says, "it's not just that I want you, it's-I don't know. I'm confusing myself. I do want you, obviously, but not as much-or maybe as much, just not more-than I love you. And that makes it-different-somehow?" I sit beside her again and she puts her head on my shoulder, her hair spilling over my chest like an autumn-scented waterfall. I absently start to play with the strands, pulling the cool, silky locks of it throughNaNoWriMo09, pg. 23
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arsenic and almondsyour name is woven into the tunnel of my throat, so that when i go to speak, my tongue is flooded with syllables and consonants that taste like arsenic and almonds. they stain my teeth and work their way across my lips, so that when i go to smile, you spill out. they crawl onto my eyelashes and seep into my irises, so that when i go to see, you are the center of my world. - i think you should know that if i don't meet your eyes anymore, it's not because i don't want to. it's because, for once, i want the chance to breathe. it's because every time i do, my ribs come undone and clatter to the base of my spine, leaving me defenselessarsenic and almonds
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NaNoWriMo09, pg. 22Why is it so hard for me to think straight, when I have always assumed more control over my hormones than this? "Not now," is all I can manage to say. "I think we should be-at least-inside, you know?" His heart is pounding almost painfully loudly in my ear, and I can't imagine what it would feel like, banging against his ribs. Or, no, I can, because I am certain that my heart is flying at the exact same speed. "Of course," he sNaNoWriMo09, pg. 22
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the small world of poehe says the death of a beautiful woman is the most poetical topic in the world.the small world of poe
he will write her a poem, a song- no, that is not enough. he will need a book or an album, he will need more than the stars and sun he sees in another heart he finds beautiful.
his words for her must ooze over paper
like her blood does the stone floor.
tin people climb her body and sink into her whistling blood. she is fading, but she does not know why.
children's voices grow louder in an ever-shrinking focal point until they are upon her, shrieki
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My eyes were blinded by the light.
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doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt i love.---'hamlet', act 2, scene 2; william shakespeare
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she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt i love.---'hamlet', act 2, scene 2; william shakespeare
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'oh just ignore her
she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt i love.---'hamlet', act 2, scene 2; william shakespeare
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'oh just ignore her
she's the kind of girl who only eats meat to find the wish bone'
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