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Time is Running Out60 years?
We never know how long we have left.
It could be anything.
You will never know.
All we know is that time is running out.
The enemy has the bomb.
You've got the bomb.
j0nz8 has killed t08y
The enemy has destroyed the headquarters.
A car, a torch, a deathA car,
Along the road,
In the dark.
Like a search light
Like a torch,
A torch of hope,
In the dark,
A spot of hope in the distance,
Bigger as the car continues,
Continues down the road,
The road from life...
From life to death.
Memoirs from Ryan to Brendon. Part Eight.Early valentines.
I practically forced you to move in. You had no one else to look after you. You didn't put up much of a fight, but then you were on a mountain of drugs. Luckily the lift had been fixed by the time you where discharged a few weeks later. It would have been near impossible to get you up the fifteen flights of stairs to my flat. When we got up I made you get straight into my bed, my only bed.
“But where will you sleep Ry?” You asked.
“Brenny,” I said knowing you loved the name, “ It is a large double and both of us are like twigs. Even with your massive cast, I think some how we will both fit in.”
“Oh yeah.” And with that you settled down.
“what do you want for tea?” I asked.
“Umm... Something healthy.” You answered.
“And by healthy you mean?”
“Sugar and fat.”
“Got ya in one”
I didn't ask about What Lisa had seen. I knew you would tell me in time, or at le
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