29 August, 2008

Voices

"I know you" says he, dark eyes shining in the firelight, lips curved upward in the smirk which is almost a leer. The eyes stare through me, knowingly, possessively.

"No" I say, unshed tears stinging my eyes, full of sorrow for the truth of it. "You never knew me, not even when I was Yours."

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