Friendship in Cracked IceA Friendship in Cracked IceFriendship in Cracked Ice
It breaks his heart sometimes
To see his friend and brother become so far away He always was a little intense Always incomprehensible
But sometimes (And these are the times when he wants to pull his friend into his arms and shield them both from the city that broke him) He says something particularly kind to the red haired man And he just looks at him Looks at him with those eyes that are blue and dead and sharp and bleak And the abyss stares back and it doesn't understand He doesn't understand and his eyes scream "Please don't break m
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Good And no one will ever grow up
Because if they do, they may never come back until the Last Battle and they may not all come back anyways because you're never supposed to look for it It comes to you And there are things in there, lit up by the harsh glare of lampposts That thrive on pain and bitter, bitter cold And there is always snow where she reigns And always winter And never Christmas
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It's very good, very simple, very honest. free from contrivances so rampant.
Appreciate sharing. Thank you.
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I'm here because you're here and you're here because I'm here. I'll be here as long as you're here and you'll be here as long as I'm here. I'm here to be here for you and I hope you'll be here for me too.
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"Shock of impact ran along my arm. Jet of warmth spattered on chest, like hot faucet. It was Kovacs who said "Mother" then, muffled under latex. It was Kovacs who closed his eyes. It was Rorschach who opened them again."
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Ian
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