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    dots Submission Name: From Here To The Hearsedots

    Author: Razor2TheRosary
    ASL Info:    24 - f - Philly
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 238/127/51
    Words: 225
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsFrom Here To The Hearsedots

    From here to the hearse, we wait. It's perverse. I'm cursed with the worst form of ecstasy, waking the death in me, taking what's left of me, and wasting the rest. I'm eating the flesh it dissects. Side effects fill the void I neglected, destroyed and resurrected. Now shadows are free, but the killer is me, threatening what I used to be and decreeing dependency.

    I found you at a masquerade among the plastic masks I made, tainted, painted every shade of red and black, but combinations soon react, invading with grenades intact, parading through my head like blades that only wait there to attack. I gave you flesh. You gave it back. How did we get on this track? Memories are so abstract, but cemetery gates are closing quickly on the fact that you are nothing.

    From here to the morgue, we're still. Every pill I adore is a thrill I abhor, but sleep is a drug and I'm killing for more. Use me like a spineless whore. Liven up the cure with chemicals and cheap allure. This bitter taste of selfish gore is just what I was asking for. Costumes crawl back to the drawer. Fluid hardens on the floor. Slither through my ribcage like you did before, but veins can never be restored and I don't love you anymore.

    Submitted on 2008-11-10 07:27:35     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      You wrote my life with this.
    No [censored], seriously... straight out of the Romper Room mirror. You're almost scaring me now... how did you do that???
    | Posted on 2009-09-15 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      I love the flow in this. Just iomagine me in the audience snapping my fingers in respect and adoration. Two snaps for Nikki *snap* *snap*. Uhhmm yeah sorry I had a def poetry jam moment.

    Your candle in the wind,
    | Posted on 2008-11-11 00:00:00 | by Flowerinbloom | [ Reply to This ]

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