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Comatose Brothers :: Ch. 2 ~ Chapter Two ~
"Koi... Your brother, Shiryu, is comatose," he said in a sad tone.
Koi was surprised, but he did not believe it in the slightest.
"Dad, stop lying to me! It won't get you anywhere!" He shouted in a mixed emotion voice, You just want to see me in more pain, don't you?!"
"No... I am being completely serious, Koi. Shiryu is in a comatose state right now. Someone tripped him down a very large staircase at the airport and he managed to his head against the railing and steps several times going down. I heard this from your mother. I am not making this up," he stated.
Koi did not know what to feel. He wanted to get out of this apartment. He yearned to get out of his body for th
Comatose Brothers :: Ch. 1 ~ Chapter One ~
'Before I begin, I just want to say I have no regrets making a deal with the devil. I thought about it for awhile, but making that type of deal for something so wonderful; how could I refuse? That is what was going through my head that day I did the unthinkable...........'
That was the last thing that fifteen-year old Koi Arakaki wrote in his journal before he decided to stop writing in it. Koi was a skinny, black haired boy whose parents divorced when he was only five. Koi only wanted one event to happen after the separation: he yearned for the chance to see his twin brother Shiryu again. The last time they saw each other was when Koi was five and Shiryu was four. The separation has ha
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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