Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Impeccable Flaw

They were so perfect together that it made her smile. She was happy for them. In her own bitter-sweet oh-you-lucky-bitch kind of way, but happy, nonetheless. That's why it bothered her, when on closer inspection, she saw cracks. And careless smears of dried super-glue and old scotch tape holding them together.

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