| Then he drove it to where I stood, and as I saw... 875 |
[Feb. 10th, 2010|03:13 am] |
Then he drove it to where I stood, and as I saw the heavy
tarps wipe the tire tracks from the dirt, I comprehended their purpose
Jared leaned across the seat to open the passenger doorThere was a backpack on the seat
I crouched to look at myself in the side mirrorI flipped my chin-length hair over my cheek, but it wasn't enoughI touched my
cheek and bit my lipI can't go in with my face like this I pointed to the long, jagged scar across my skin
?No soul would have a scar like |
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