|♫| Showing the future's cinema of despair,
The faded reel still turns even now.
Without laughter and without tears,
Projecting a withered and finished me. |♫|

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'A DIRTY butterfly'
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This was easy, way too easy. Why wasn't he putting up a fight? She had half the mind to just leave him to whatever business he was going to conduct because it smelled so fishy. but she had already talked the talk, and her pride wouldn't allow her to just back out. Narrowing her unseen eye she lowered her hand a bit, but kept the snapping position at the ready. The screeching of a train pulling in kept her from speaking, her music the only thing she could hear until it came to a stop. Confused people boarded the train with second glances, some disappointed at the lack of action. It wasn't until it pulled away again did she speak. "You can grind, right?"
|♫| The heart's sky that had already closed,
Can't even shout out loud any more.
In the vast darkness nothing can be heard,
But what's scary is being alone. |♫|