Nov 20, 2013, 7:38 PM

For Her 

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I didn't know who she was. I didn't know where she came from, nor where she was going, but at the moment I saw her, the time slowed down, colors and objects merged and then disintegrated into a shapeless, blurred background in a way that made her look like an angel fallen from heaven. Her white skin and amazing hair, having a nuance of red unessential to any other human being that I had ever seen, left me speechless and unable to move. The sound of people speaking around me and the loud music coming from the clubs no longer existed. All I could hear was my own breathing and the quick rising of my heartbeats with every single step she made in my direction. She went to the boy standing five feet away from me and said a few words. At this point she was close enough for me to see her eyes. Her eyes...a type of green I had never seen before. There was something about these eyes... These were the eyes of a girl who knows pain, maybe to an extent that no one is supposed to ever know pain. She ...

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