AuraGemi

Heaven's Brush I walk amongst the crowd, my footsteps drowned in the din People talking, laughing, shoes scraping against pavement Annoyed, annoyed, I yearn for a place away from it Pushing my way through, I am freed from the awful noise My feet carry me on and on, further into peace There are no more the strident sounds of those who were near But in my chest I feel a horrible emptiness Nonsensical, ambivalent thoughts shrouding my mind Why do I feel this way? Why must my moods contradict? They circle round and round in an eternal coaster Never able to decide which is right and let go I sigh and berate myself for such foolish habits A sin

"I can honestly say that this is the strangest thing I've experienced in my life," I stated plainly. "I hear ya, Menta-chan," a similar girl said. "Pimenta, don't use such gauche language. It is much more ladylike to use the full name." "Ah, screw bein' a lady! Who wants to spar?" These two girls who looked like me were standing right in front of me, bickering over whether fighting or tea parties were more fun. Frankly, I thought they were both incompetent imbeciles. "C-Come on guys, you're making Pimenta angry..." another, innocent Pimenta pleaded. "Ah, stop bein' a wuss! We're jus' discussin'." "Pimenta, discussin' is not a real word