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5/06/2012
Finger tips inbed themselfs into my flesh, finger nails leaving cresent shaped bruises. Body arching with the pain trying to excape trying to avoid and writh away for this feeling, but there is no prevail.Grip tightening with gravity working against both of us as I begin to slide. Or rather grind being pulled by my calfs. The soft protection of cloth soon rolls up an reveals a canvas of tanned flesh. Broken glass and pavement drag thier dagger nails down my back,warm and stinging. But soon this warmth gives way to a burning. Wet and red smears against the pealing flesh as it clings to curly strands of hair matting it,saltwater begins to rise to my eyes.Tissue and muscle is revealed giving way to bone being shaved away by asphault. All the pain is poured out by voice riseing with the level of blood spilled. Spinel fluid leeks out as tears pour. Finger tips down to the bone as fingernails are ripped away, levaing DNA along the allyway.Suddenly the halt and the sounds of ancles dropped on the pavement before my body could retailate or even pull its self together a swift kick to the jaw as the bone snaps a sharp pain is sent up into an already bleeding skull. A drowned scream makes its way through the blood. A sharp knife in the stomach slowly ripping up, dark eyes pleading for some mercy and none is givin. A large hand is pushed through the incision ripping out importent organs. Blood being lost fast and the last consoues thought...Please stop I thought you loved.......
A nightmare.
A nightmare.
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