Monday, May 25, 2009

the po~et 25 (spun)


He brought her something she didn't have before. Or maybe she did and had let it slip away. She searched her memories for record of anything similar. She was sure he knew he had spun his web of deceit.

He knew he had her. Now she wondered what next?
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