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SonAmy or notAmy was walking on the street thinking about why Sonic won't love her.
Suddenly Eggman popped out of nowhere and a gaint claw grabbed Amy.
5 minutes later, what seemed an eternity for Amy, Sonic came inside.
"You said you had something to show me?" Sonic asked coldly looking straight at his nemesis.
"Yes." Eggman said gesturing towards Amy.
"Let her go Eggman."
"Not untill you defeat everyone of my robots."
So Sonic fought for him and his love, but no matter how hard he fought, Sonic was no match for all of them.
Sonic fell to the ground as the robots pulled away.
Eggman pressed a button and Amy ran towards Sonic.
"Sonic no." she whispered.
Eggman pressed another button and Sonic and Amy were falling.
Tails picked them up with the X tornado.
He landed his plane.
"Hold on Sonic." Amy said frightened.
"A... Amy. I love you." Sonic managed to say before he clsed his eyes and stopped breathing.
SonAmy or not 2A week past.
Amy walks in Sonic's old room.
A blue hedgehog was lying down on the bed motionless.
The only things keeping him alive are a couple of machines breathing for him and faking his heartbeat.
"Tails'll never forgive me if he knew this Sonic." she said placing her hand on the plug.
"He would stop me from doing it." she cried.
"But I can no longer see you like this Sonic. You were alway so free and wild.
You always lived to run around. It's not correct to see you motionless."
Amy took a deeph breath.
"It's for the best if I pull the plug." she whispered tears in her eyes.
She pulled the plug and the machines stopped working.
Amy didn't look at the bed she only stared away and listened to the machines who slowly stopped working.
"You're smarter then Tails." a voice behind her said.
She looked around and saw the owner of the voice.
"I wouldn't want to lie like that for the rest of my life." he said and smiled.
He pulled her in his ams.
"But pulling the plug saved me." he said befo
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
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