

Final ExpenceFinal ExpenseFinal Expence
By George Ray Arruda
He felt the coin in his hand. The weight of it, it's irregular surface nearly filling his palm. In the dim light coming through the high window, heralding the dawn, he gazed at it's silver gleaming in the pale light. It seemed luminous, as if a portion of the moon had been carved into the shape of a coin. It laid there, a simple coin in his hand, but it's meaning was as weighty as the fall of a judge's gavel. While the light grew with each passing moment, and the birds began to welcome the end of night with son
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I'll add your fuel to the fire now stand back
Brother, take your hand back
Leave it and I might crack more than a smile or two you see.
Belle~
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THE GAME- you've just lost it
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I think shes having hysterics. Maybe you should slap her.
Alice Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 22, p.486
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I'm not a bad man. I'm not a good man. I am human.
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I'm not a bad man. I'm not a good man. I am human.
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