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the phone rings, **** its already late I dress up past, I grab my things rushing out through the gate it was a grey rainy day, the shoe lace was untied. stepping on the puddles through the alleyway I smelt the leftovers cornered to be putrefied in the distance i heard the foghorn bray and then suddenly the ipod died, it wasn't the slightest idea of my heyday and so it made me stupefied. the alley never seem to end. for once I was hoping for a commotion. and then it made a slight bend and a shadow appeared at the cross section. everything got a trascend blend looked like life moved ahead in a slow motion. the figure was human like and with each tick it moved slowly-closer. my body was abruptly covered with spike, as the motion became tenser. the cold hit me like a pike, yet my mind said he was just a bypasser. I knew I shouldn't have been there. I stared the figure drenched in the rain. all I wanted to do now was run anywhere before it blew away my brain. before I could make my escape he cought me by my arm. his eyes were cold and senseless but his hands felt delicate. for a seond life became aimless as I became his captivate. his charm was flawless his beauty was the least I could appreciate. he suddenly let go of me I stared into his eyes and realized I must leave I turned around and made my move away...... TO BE CONTINUED...
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May 13, 2011
May 13, 2011 at 9:04 PM UTC
The Agapo, Part 1
the phone rings, **** its already late I dress up past, I grab my things rushing out through the gate it was a grey rainy day, the shoe lace was untied. stepping on the puddles through the alleyway I smelt the leftovers cornered to be putrefied in the distance i heard the foghorn bray and then suddenly the ipod died, it wasn't the slightest idea of my heyday and so it made me stupefied. the alley never seem to end. for once I was hoping for a commotion. and then it made a slight bend and a shadow appeared at the cross section. everything got a trascend blend looked like life moved ahead in a slow motion. the figure was human like and with each tick it moved slowly-closer. my body was abruptly covered with spike, as the motion became tenser. the cold hit me like a pike, yet my mind said he was just a bypasser. I knew I shouldn't have been there. I stared the figure drenched in the rain. all I wanted to do now was run anywhere before it blew away my brain. before I could make my escape he cought me by my arm. his eyes were cold and senseless but his hands felt delicate. for a seond life became aimless as I became his captivate. his charm was flawless his beauty was the least I could appreciate. he suddenly let go of me I stared into his eyes and realized I must leave I turned around and made my move away...... TO BE CONTINUED...
jayeti-anand
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May 13, 2011
May 13, 2011 at 9:04 PM UTC
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