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    dots Submission Name: MY VERY OWN DEATH dots

    Author: Ethan Brody
    ASL Info:    35 - M - Chile
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 443/206/79
    Words: 124
    Class/Type: Misc/Serious
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    Fellow writers. I haven't been here in a while. I don't even know if people still care. I have very good memories of the time I used to be more active here.

    I stopped posting merely because I didn't think I had anything to say and because I thought that what I was writing was just bollocks.

    I hope everyone is great.

    This was a dream I had some time ago. Possibly a few months ago but I finally made it into a write a few days ago.

    Tell me what you think I don't mind if you dislike it :D


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    dotsMY VERY OWN DEATH dots

    By Ethan Brody

    I remember the feeling
    I was at the top of a building,
    On the wall of it actually,
    On the outside,
    In neo -crucified fashion
    With the building being the cross.
    I saw my naked chest,
    I remember my disfigured face,
    I could vividly feel my very heart beat,
    One beat after another,
    Each one taking longer,
    Each being more painfully scary,
    And I could sense the end coming
    Like a ticking bomb before it bursts,
    Each second more terrifying,
    Until the moment comes
    And I feel the pervasive paralysis of the last beat:
    signifying my very own death.

    Submitted on 2018-12-17 21:13:16     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      To dream of death is also to dream of transformation, similar to a moulting or metamorphosis in an entirely public setting. Perhaps the world has caught you in a web. Or perhaps you've caught yourself. It's good to hear a familiar voice from so long ago. Take care Ethan.
    | Posted on 2019-01-12 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]

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