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Pieces of shattered fantasy plunging into her eyes,
hurting her , and finally she sees the same as every night:
vast body on her, gasping with the smell of brandy,
rough tongue that gives her chills and now..now is everywhere!
Adhesive sweat ... and pain ... and that thing!
Like knife cuting all thats pure in her.
... dirty fingers in her mouth ...
... shake in the thighs ...
She screams inside, extending her hands to her bear, but will he hear her now?
From tear, she cant see him clearly, and the pain is terrible!
"Take me, lead me, please ...!" she whispers to her bear
but silent puppet, indifferently looking with glass eyes ...
Heart is lost under the plush, plunged into nothing!
The walls echoes uncles sighs and rain ...
The night was deaf ... silence swallows the numb noice from outside ...
- by I am Skies |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 11/30/2009 |
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- Title: St. Anger [Part 2]
- Artist: I am Skies
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Description:
Part two to my not-so-short-anymore short story
here is the link to Prologue. Make sure you read the Prologue first please
http://www.gaiaonline.com/arena/writing/fiction/vote/?entry_id=101868897#title
Thank you! - Date: 11/30/2009
- Tags: anger part
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