Corruption
Spilt MilkIt was bright, unnaturally so. He had expected the sky to be overcast- thick, bruised clouds smothering the sun as it struggled to peek through their misty hulls. He had wanted rain- his ears strained for the sounds of pit-pattering droplets bouncing off a huddle of umbrellas, miniature drums throbbing with an incessant beat. Instead his eyes stung from bright flashes of light, glinting off metal poles adorned with a fusion of pink and white.Spilt Milk
“We are gathered here today…”
Lilies. He could almost taste the sweet fragrance as it drifted in amongst the crowd, tendrils of their aroma brushing against his cheek. Breathin
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Rainbow gutters, cotton candy smog and the lasting stink of human creation wafting like stale perfume...The irony is not lost on me...
Hurrrryyy up!!!!!!!!!
They look ace and even if you haven't finished them they still looked good when i saw them.
I can't really talk cos the only thing i got is some random guy but hey life isn't fair...
(kinda makes mine look bad
heh you know who I am, or if you don't can just check my page.
Once again amazing stuff, very nice.
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a signature? hmm i dunno, I've heard their bad fer your health.......but then again so is life itself!
Life is the bestest acid trip, ever.
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bah wheat grana wit nini bahn?
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The old familiar story...told in different ways
Make the most of your own journey, from the cradle to the grave.
But dream your dreams tomorrow, because today...
life just goes on.
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the-kiwi-master
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the-kiwi-master
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