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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 29, 2007 5:49:33 GMT -6
 His talons bury themselves beneath shoulder blade and flesh eclipsing my ability to breathe Dragged over the cold stone floors, leaving my body bloody and splintered His greedy desires are consuming, overflowing as he forces nubile fingers into my feeble bones Gorging his insatiable appetite on marrow and the pliancy of a dead corpse |
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Post by vixen on Mar 29, 2007 10:48:41 GMT -6
This made me shiver. Great write. Vixen
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Post by anirbas on Mar 29, 2007 12:50:26 GMT -6
Sheesh...Ditto what Vix said...Brrrr...I swear, now feel cold...Nir.
Modify! Gotta love that tool! And I do, as it just allowed me to add, the piece also had a "goose walking over one's grave" quality...
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Post by brandnewmessiah on Mar 30, 2007 11:34:28 GMT -6
Another dark amazing piece Soul! ~ BNM
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