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THE DARK WAR

by cornelpunk

In helter-skelter everyone scatter. I joined the rest of legs to jump gutter. Everyone is an Africa jet. Flying dug above the moon. Countless permanently fell to the earth. Now east is a hell and north,an earthquake. While west is a flooding ocean. Forked lightening and thunder guard the south. Yet the center is slippery. Death is calling everyone. Our Eden became Sodom and Gomorrah. I ran to undestiny destination, being pursue by guns and cutlasses. Panting like hunting dog. I stumbled and fell into a trance. I saw an old blind woman, too blind to behold darkness. Jubliating with hands placed on her head. Mother can't recognize her child, let alone an eye desirer. I am as helpless as helpless herself. I was so paralysed to stand up. I gazed at her with eyes of mercy but was posses with legs of paralysis. Because life race is forever. Continually falling and rising in dying and living, I ran to an edge I lifted up my head and saw a gun pointing at my forehead
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Oct 6, 2014
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