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Monday, January 31, 2011

My Psychotic Scene from 8 this morning.

He stood facing the ocean on a cliff. His hair black, falling to his jaw. He looked at me with piercing blue eyes, which seemingly glowed. He gave me a crooked smile with full lips. The cold salty air blew his hair out of his face for a moment. He wore a gray and green striped hoodie with jeans. His crooked smile stayed in my mind, as well as the salty air and the clouds above. At around nine at night, i found out who he looked like and can't look at the picture i drew of the scene.

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