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So yeah... this.(I was cleaning out my laptop and ran across this chapter of my old fanfic.... *sigh* The memories...... But this was a part when Lace wasn't quite the fragile ball of liquid rainbow that she is now.... Oh, and its un-edited and a few years old so sorry if its awkward to read, I tend to type/write how I think and it starts in the middle of a scene..... Oh, and it is a bit random... welcome to the original Lace's mind....-Macy)
A little while later Poison and Kobra announced that they had to leave for a while.
“Kobra and I have to go someplace so the three of you will have to stay here.” He said.
“Cool! I call being in charge!” I yelled, jumping up and down while waving my hand.
“No.” they all said simultaneously.
“Fine...” I said while pouting.
A little bit after Kobra and Poison had taken off on Spiders motorcycle, (Poison had the s
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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