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I'd Rather Be Homeless
Contributed by
CARAAAAA
on
Sunday, 6th May 2012 @ 02:13:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The forrest as dark as the farthest, most squaloured reaches of the heart contorts every second to devour me deeper and deeper in its profane abyss. My pathetic little wooden cart hurtles intractably through the living, breathing, humid nightmare, raven black and ravenous. At every turn I take, a new, unseen and malicious beast breathes infernos and bellows cold tornados onto me. I can't see them, but I sure can feel their intensity. My face, its so wan and weary with exhaustion but I don't even dare to shut my eyes, pried wide open with a wrench called terror. As thorny branches assault me at a forceful speed, I wish to come to halt, only to sink in silent sludge. Oh how I wish my decrepit insides would melt away! And my fear encrusted veneer would be completely washed away before consuming me alive! Oh how I wish this sinking, scummy swampland would be reclaimed by blinding light.
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CARAAAAA
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2012-05-06 02:13:43] (Date/Time posted on
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