girl; with a pen, fearless
on the outside, scared on the
inside. born-again villains
haunt nightmares. she sleeps
on a cloud made of fleece
from her diary.

boy; with a past, quiet
on the outside, turbulent
on the inside. tortured
eyes glance sideways and he
almost smiles. sometimes he's
hollow, sometimes he's whole.

race with beting hearts so
they can't see. facing the
truth beat the crap out
of me.

 
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