Saturday. 11.4.06 6:52 am
I long for the unchanging, the surety and constant flow of time.
But as the sands trickle, I am confronted by demons without faces.
Each dramatizing characters that render unique individuals.
As I watch their wickedness; a coldness creeps down my spine.
A chill of fear that feels like a cold hand grasping my heart. Squeezing slowly but with growing intensity.
But the fear I feel is not towards these monsters.
I feel a coldness creeping down my spine. I feel it as I realize... I'm smiling!
I swear he's creepy.
» ikimashokie on 2006-11-04 03:28:36
he is isn't he?
» CONDESCENDme on 2006-11-06 02:23:30
I think thats a pretty nice smile, actually. Gotta' love the teethe.
» Dilated on 2006-11-09 05:42:56
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