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She stared into the vacuum of melancholy, still unsure of what the word meant. With the devils piercing eyes penetrating her skull, but that was okay because she still didn't understand what religion was. Her heart full of love, and not a single trace of hate. Childish behavior was deemed acceptable because she was a child. It was the crickets song, the lonely moon just floating - smiling. Lightning striking the asphalt made the night even darker. As she took one step, the devil took two. Soon her steps became tiresome and short, and the devils became bold and long. That's when the crickets got arthritis. Her globular organs changed into a dark colour. She faithfully fed her pet pig and then slaughtered it. Strange behavior. The candle burns in memory, youth passed away.
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:14 AM UTC
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She stared into the vacuum of melancholy, still unsure of what the word meant. With the devils piercing eyes penetrating her skull, but that was okay because she still didn't understand what religion was. Her heart full of love, and not a single trace of hate. Childish behavior was deemed acceptable because she was a child. It was the crickets song, the lonely moon just floating - smiling. Lightning striking the asphalt made the night even darker. As she took one step, the devil took two. Soon her steps became tiresome and short, and the devils became bold and long. That's when the crickets got arthritis. Her globular organs changed into a dark colour. She faithfully fed her pet pig and then slaughtered it. Strange behavior. The candle burns in memory, youth passed away.
abbie-crawford
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:14 AM UTC
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