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Mike Conkey


Savannah: where is lily ch 6


As i fly to savannah
i no they are close
i can sense it
i cant take the suspence of it
as i get closer something pains me
a girl is near
she comes to me
her name is Clavel
she is like me
how is she like me
is she for me
as she distracts me from lily
she changes the color of the wind
as i can see it
it is blue and scattered
how can she do this
we speak of everything
except how she came to be
though she tells me i will
will do terrible things
i question her in awe
as she closes in on my
lips pressing mine
lily walks in
she turns away crying
i run for her
but clavel holds me back
i am confused
do i run or stay
would it changed my fate either way
lily left me with claude
clavel tells me
i consider though i cant take it
i run for lily but shes gone
it all starts to make sense as i
have the feeling to find claude
he is hurt in his room
Voi has distracted me
he has sent clavel
to and tipped lily off
he has hurt claude but ran before he
could kill him
as clavel told him i was comming
how didnt i see this before
where i lily
but

Submitted: Wednesday, January 06, 2010

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