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Through his eyes you saw it, and then everything stilled, life, hope, dreams, and time all on schedule. Soon a boys life stand still. He was about to lose everything, desire, love, and now soon his life, it all depended on a single wrist watch. Everything he lived for could be so swiftly taken from him in a instant ALL RAPED AND FLONTED His IS FACE. his love, his love was a elegant, sweet, courageous out spoken beauty, some would consider a flower in full bloom, one that you see on rare occasion. She always wore her crimson dress and a extra watch on her hand one for him, one for her immersed life the one they shared together. Always when she drove, on the hour of each dying day she silently whisper out the last minute in hopes of savoring the moment; the life it gave out. this beautiful juncture with the one she loved, this sublime feeling. His life, so prosperous, so going to plan, falling on every note. and his dreams all of which were if he kept striving would come true.  But soon all of this would disappear, all from everything all his life he had held most dear.



Her eyes on his own, locked and lost in tranquility, lost in his heart. in here ear though she heard both second hands of each wrist watch beating but severed in moments, tormenting her. Over time she suppressed the inner pain, the echoing sound of fate for on the second wrist watch held the cold hard fact of when he would parish living on each second to the next for if it stopped so would his heart. Only she could hear it, only she could see the hands flickering through out the day, but she dare not look up that wrist watch she dare not gaze upon it at all Sometimes not knowing is better knowing at all. She has tried to remove it but all effort proved to fail through her life, it only left scars on her flesh. But today she could today the doors of freedom from such a curse would be lifted.  



Today on a drive the sound seemed to tick louder in her car in her mind. today sound ticked louder, and the orders of deafen the noise she gave were ignored. Discomposure filled her. Her love who sat next to her notice she uneasy and tried offering her comfort. But none of it seemed to matter. She would not let this overcome her, and with that her fear came anger, she pressed harder on the gas petal. her love was frighten, and was screaming her to slow down, for she read his moist lips but all she could her was the ticking of the watch anything else was just a desolate silence.  Her eye jumped to her rear view mirror and she could see her lips moving with out her control speaking to her, counting out the minutes and soon the seconds of these very few but brief rapture moments left with all she held dear. everything now was instantly screeching around her and then it all slowed, her effort to escape the ticking sound of the watch were waning; Her eyes jolted to her lovers lips they moved but not coinciding with what came out " stop the watch, still my life, stop the watch." and those words repeated over and over again and again driving her mad, until she took both hands off the steering wheel and slammed then into her car window repeativly until it shattered scream could be heard all around And then....darkness.



When she awoke the word she feared overcame her for she saw it in his eyes... it was the words of nothing...and all it spoke was you are free...you are free...in the overturned car on the side of a busy street. Chaos surrounded her but all of it to her was blanked out and numbed, she felt cold. Shivering, she repeated the words to herself mentally" you are free" and then peace filled her, and she fell asleep.