It was all I ever awnted and nothing I could hope for. I had done to much evil to be saved. I'm sorry I've learned far to much about this world to be there for you and only for myself. And yet besde me stands a mirror, and as I gaze into the mirror, two appeles appear. The green apple appears to be rotten and bruised, its abused appearance, doesn't give much hope as I grimace at its shapely appearance. The red however is enticing, shiny and juicy, and fake. Its a big ball of plastic, and yet as I try to pick the green one, my hand ends up on the red, that damn mirror. I have to choose its now or never. But I am tossed the red, in a ball full of fire. They have chosen for me, because I'm just a pawn in their little game. I'm the only way out.
Aitani_Mirari · Sun Aug 12, 2007 @ 09:01pm · 0 Comments |