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darkness_ensues
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the night decends like pointed hatred on my waiting body
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the Nachtdecends likes pointed hate on my waiting body
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Oh god! that was so beautiful. *fans himself* ...
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this one song... it was like i heard it a thousand times before but perhaps not it was beautiful, his voice is the most beautiful thing it brought me to my knees instantly and i was crying because of his beauty... then there was this other song, for a week i thought they were singing KODAK BITCH and i thought it was cool. turns out it was something like Cold Hearted Bitch or some such thing
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'silently, walk slowly, and don't look around. when you look around the day turns to night and darkness ensues.' she spoke in harsh whispers, trying to blend her smooth voice to the wind rustling in the trees above our heads. we are fugitives, away from home and lost in conflict. a conflict we niether support nor can we protest in any way. fugitives running through the thickets with our eyes stuck to the terrain in front of us and below our feet any thing else brings the darkness. to look around is to draw attention, to draw attention is to fall into the traps laid by those who seek our blood to drink and to bathe in. 'silently i said!' she spoke with urgency, anything would give us away. my legs are exhausted, and i can tell that hers are too. we've been running for days, during the sunlight hours because to make our way through this terrain at night is to seal our own warrant. she collapses behind me. 'go go, dont look at me, dont help me up! go go!' i can't listen to her words, i turn, looking around, and am stung by the curse. as i fall to face her disappointed tears darkness ensues...
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kipper
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she spoke in the rough whispers, trying to mix her smooth voice to the wind that crujía in the trees on our heads.
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what's it to you?
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