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The doors scream; The tiles creak; The wind shrieks, shattering the grimed windows; The window shutters slam in agony and anger; The electricity thrums in anticipation of violence; The wolves howl at the screaming doors forcing a brute entrance; The silken blood rushed into each crevice running from imprisonment; The enraged Earth quivers and shakes in pure, undiluted rage; The inflamed sky rips the ground and everything upon it to shreds, painting the world ruby red; The universe tears itself apart in a flurry of  unrelenting sorrow and agony; All as the blood of a sheep seeps into the souls of the living.
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC
****** Sheep
The doors scream; The tiles creak; The wind shrieks, shattering the grimed windows; The window shutters slam in agony and anger; The electricity thrums in anticipation of violence; The wolves howl at the screaming doors forcing a brute entrance; The silken blood rushed into each crevice running from imprisonment; The enraged Earth quivers and shakes in pure, undiluted rage; The inflamed sky rips the ground and everything upon it to shreds, painting the world ruby red; The universe tears itself apart in a flurry of  unrelenting sorrow and agony; All as the blood of a sheep seeps into the souls of the living.
#humanity#lost#sheep#lossofinnocence
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DelicatelyChaotic
16/F/Canada
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC
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