Tweets for Posterity 108.

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Deception’s cloak lay over them, both.

She felt no pain, just a strange, tightening tingle.

I have just been informed my mind is a black void, where reason cannot hope to exist {my reasoning is different, perhaps}

There they lay, cheek to cheek, as spent lovers might.

Time had long since ceased its meaning, their heartbeats no longer counted its passage, instead beating an incoherent drum.

Malevolent eyes examined her, anticipating her panicked, futile attempt to flee.

Sanity regained, she clamped shut her mouth, stilled her unborn scream.

#RVDC I’m tone-deaf, but I hear the drumbeat of my heart, and its irreverent rhythm.

we’re torn apart / torn apart / that’s not meant to be / not meant for me, #RVDC

Where talk takes two, speak is singular and needs no reply. #thought

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