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In a small New England village during the 19th cen
gate, which enclosed the mass of tombstones, and since the day had faded, the markers-even the crosses-looked like jagged, rotting teeth. The chilly late September air filtered around them and the odor
Tags: Short, Story
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A short story I wrote for a friend.
and tombstones around them. There was Wild dead, hanging limply in a giant angel's out reached arms. It didn't look like he was hurt, but they didn't see his stomach move up and down like it normally did
Tags: Wild, Horror, Death
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my poem tiltled Bones.i'm sure yol will enjoy.
of debility...poetry muscle infliction Allegorical ashes douse frothing skins and crystal coffins Instrumental distortion Violins and guitars cluttered inside tombstones with stale sounds intermission
Tags: AudioWeapon, WickedHorizon, Allen, chaparyan, heavyyou
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