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Fuck.
Cold shadows cloud the path.
Rain drips on unfamiliar ground.
Bright eyes watch from inside the bush.
I hear his footsteps as he walks through the puddles.
I feel his strong hands grip tightly around my neck.
Fuck.
Rain drips on unfamiliar ground.
Bright eyes watch from inside the bush.
I hear his footsteps as he walks through the puddles.
I feel his strong hands grip tightly around my neck.
Fuck.
Published 21st Jan 2013
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21st Jan 2013 1:29am
21st Jan 2013 1:46am
damn...solid surface but drowns you deep at the same time...nice one...and NYX quit following me lol!
21st Jan 2013 9:01am
22nd Jan 2013 1:18am
thanks ^.^ just derived from a dream i aways have. its odd, and kinda scary haha
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