a slow beautiful death

we ARE all dying

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

the specter

*
why can't i escape the tortures you have laid out for me?
  1. i willingly subject
  2. i willingly subject
  3. i willingly subject
  4. i willingly subject

* golden brown hair. deep set hazel eyes. voluptous lips. perfect build. broad shoulders.

white shirt. faded blue jeans. earing on the left ear. my lips on the right.

ferocity overtakes your hands. passion engulfs us both. - then i wake. i remember you're dead.*

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