Анна
It was just a little lull before the huge storm. She looked up at me and I realized what I was a fool than to her. She laughed. This was a storm. Then she was gone, gone, leaving me only to smile in response, though I knew that I lose the dearest thing in my life, but had nowhere to go. I laughed. Loud, but insincerely, so disingenuous that her tears flowed. I do not like it. Then tears of blood replaced, and the darkness in the eyes of the light. She was gone. In the same light inexorable time.
© Copyright: Натаниэль Белоостровская, 2010
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