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Date Posted: 14:34:59 06/14/02 Fri
Author: bryson hodges
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 64.233.218.157
Subject: ))Quoth the Raven((
In reply to: Rachelle 's message, "')(' Nevermore ')('" on 14:16:34 06/14/02 Fri

icen gaze holds on her. his challenge was not over. he reaches into his pocket and flips out a pocket knife of his own. he toys with it uselessly as the rain begins to pour. but never does his gaze leave hers. he rises sulkily, moving toward her. when he reaches her patch of shadow his hard gaze falls over her soppy form. "I wasn't mocking you....and I'm serious." he leans his shoulder against a wall, eying the knifef suspiciously. "why should I have to live on this damned earth if you don't. surely its not because you are lower than me. for I can assure you that you are not." he pauses, taking a breath. "or maybe because you've dealt with more pain than I. the hell you have." he spat. dark eyes growing darker with hatred. his hatred toward life drove him into talking, or more rightly so, daring. "one slash of a blade and I'll be gone..no one to mourn over my grave, if I'm even lucky enough to get a grave. they'd just probably let me rot." he smiles..cruelty ebbing from it. "two slashes and I'll be gone from this earth forever." he opens the blade and rubs the knife forcefully over the inside of his wrist. "one...." he winces, a mocking laugh parting his lips. he wasn't worried, if he decided to live he knew how to retie the severed arteries, he had seen clyde do it enough times. he positions the blade against his other wrist....

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Replies:

')(' In The End ')(' -- Rachelle, 14:42:58 06/14/02 Fri
- ))meaningless words(( -- bryson hodges, 14:54:59 06/14/02 Fri
  - ')(' Second Thoughts ')(' -- Rache, 08:57:46 06/15/02 Sat
    - ))why should I listen?(( -- bryson hodges, 09:08:40 06/15/02 Sat
      - ')(' Now Don't Give Me That ')(' -- Rachelle, 09:33:02 06/15/02 Sat
        ))what're ya gonna do about it?(( -- bryson hodges, 11:52:25 06/15/02 Sat
        ')(' This ')(' -- Rachelle, 13:20:24 06/15/02 Sat
        ))I'm speechless....what else is new?(( -- bryson hodges, 16:06:09 06/17/02 Mon
        ')(' Get Used To It ')(' -- Rachelle, 11:06:01 06/18/02 Tue
        ))not likely(( -- bryson hodges, 11:16:15 06/18/02 Tue
        ')(' Oh Well ')(' -- Rachelle, 16:31:11 06/18/02 Tue