The twisted metal was growing cold now. The harsh pulsing of lead through her veins slowed. An exchange of oxygen mingled with gasoline. Encased in the fleshy tomb, her heart began to die.
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3:13 PM
Sunday, October 22, 2006
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2 Comments:
Beep, beep, beeeeeeeeeee....
CLEAR! GRZZZZZZZZFWUMP
Beep, beep, beep.
Luckily, I cary a defibulator with me at all times;-)
I love your style of writing. Though I hope the sad tones are creative spawn more than actuall sadness.
I hope you are well Steph. And please tell Ms. Elly I think that last post was amazing.
Take care.
Justin
Er, carry, actual and defibrillator, that is.
Yipes.
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