Whilst on a Sunday Stroll

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manintheshack
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Whilst on a Sunday Stroll

Post by manintheshack » Wed Sep 15, 2010 4:52 pm

This moorland is so familiar to me, so much a part of me, yet I suddenly feel so far from home. What a fool I am to have fallen upon such well-trod ground!

Broken bone has split the skin on my left leg. It glows in the moonlight, jagged like the rocks over which I tumbled. Jagged like your teeth.

I cry out for mercy as your tongue graces my wounds, as I watch your doll-like hands grope for the soft flesh of my belly.

Oh, ghoul, you are no larger than a child, but you feed like a man!
"I kick arse for the Lord."

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Re: Whilst on a Sunday Stroll

Post by Farseeker » Wed Sep 15, 2010 6:39 pm

I am so staying off the moors now.
I never could get the hang of Thursdays.

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