Close.
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-taking a long stroll in his beauty of a car, black-raven...so shiny as the moon shown glassy over it, it would nearly make the blind man SEE again!
-fingertips thumping to the song on the radio...
...eyes hidden by a dark pair of mysterious shades. Just take them off...take them off and show the world your beauty.
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-is being this close...close enough...how close is close? Does anyone know...?
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Friendship.
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-it was fun by the looks of it. Two men of god's creation enjoying their time together outside a warm Cafe, sipping cupped capachino...so hot the sips were no more than a peck.
-one smiled as the other laughed.
...they were the best of friends. The bond that never broke...would break sometimes, just a tiny fracture...like a fractured bone...that will heal faster than you can count to THREE!
-Oh god how could anyone or anything ever let this friendship fall apart:
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Love.
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-every night, he lies awake, wide awake, staring into the damp darkness that was his lonely bedroom-thinking...thinking long-and hard.
tears later followed after the long wait.
His strong-powerful fists pounded into the pillow, watching every warm tear drop into the newly made indent that he felt terrible of-was he a fool? A big-FAT fool? He felt like a love-sick puppy dog, longing for the one who had been there thoughout his whole life.
