A voice of reason whispers in her ear.
That maybe there's a love not worth having.
Breaking down deep inside.
Twirling her hair around her finger.
She doesn't understand what I've been saying.
Is this all a lie.
I know this story is a companion dialogue
Like a documented narraration
I haven't heard from you in so long
What the hell is going wrong
We're all so over-rated.
Paint your hair in silver.
Hanging rose pedals around your neck.
This ballroom is so laviously decorated.
The event is all for her.
Why is everyone such a wreck.
Maybe you lost yourself in the expence.
I know that you need a companion
What the hell did you do wrong
I haven't heard from you in so long
I'm just the narrator of your euology
Author notes
option 3) Silver
A contest entry
- Heaps of Options!! by NooNiThEWitcH.
430 points, ended June 8, 2008, 32 entries
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Comments
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Interesting, different, and weird!

