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a pale malvolent hand shines as brightly in the dark a body moves quietly slightly **** to stark mechanically watching waiting in the dark and the games still have yet to start eyes of blue crystal and far from expression jewels shored in the owners head without them they'd surely be dead should it be non living human not quite but slightly an android moves with a grace that is someone paranoid a voice cuts into the ears like razor blades not quite hot but yet it blazes nails long but unpainted fingers long like broken sticks one cuts off still leaving six..
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Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 8:57 AM UTC
Non Living Human
a pale malvolent hand shines as brightly in the dark a body moves quietly slightly **** to stark mechanically watching waiting in the dark and the games still have yet to start eyes of blue crystal and far from expression jewels shored in the owners head without them they'd surely be dead should it be non living human not quite but slightly an android moves with a grace that is someone paranoid a voice cuts into the ears like razor blades not quite hot but yet it blazes nails long but unpainted fingers long like broken sticks one cuts off still leaving six..
Inspired by A crazy dream<3
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Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 8:57 AM UTC
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