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Date Posted: 11:25:22 11/29/03 Sat
Author: <font color=darkred>Black Liberty</font>Thread Break
Subject: <font color=gray>Even death keeps on singing.. [Only Time]</font>
In reply to: Only Time 's message, "~* Time Will Tell.." on 11:23:53 11/29/03 Sat

Even death keeps on singing..



A wistful sidelong glance sets like fire upon Liberty’s homicidal friend – delivering a mute message of restraint. The sheer raven was emanating jaundice toward this lassie of an impure sanguine. One could only ask the simple, yet defining question – Has she killed? Like chains, these curiosities are linked to more inquiries, and so on. Bitter with rebellion, sickly with lost lust for love, and lacking the solitary holding point in her life – things looked grim as for the chance the damsel of shadows wouldn’t set loose her missy diablo right now. Impending first for a chat though, the belligerent monarch bestowed her favored breath to this foreigner with a sadly sweet tone of melancholy.

Fetid – that’s what I see in you, smell, and feel in the aura that hardly illuminates you in your degraded presence. You haven’t common sense, to be strutting around in a manner so nauseating. I’ve seen thousands like you, seeking attention through defiance and believing that one day it will be achieved simply by waiting – watching. I’ll tell you - - You need six inch nails to dig under our skin, sword like fangs, and a hell of a lot of guts to do something and not back out of it. Forgive me if I’m bemusing; though I tell you for your own sake – Back down or fight. We here, we don’t believe in cowards – not anymore. If anyone is to pick a fight it won’t be me, though I hands down won’t command it against Spark, for she has her way with…actions. Unless you’ve seen what I’ve seen, felt the pain and heart ache of so many years that I’ve felt, or watched the deaths of some they thought immortal play by play before your own eyes…then you have nothing but your hide to save you now.

It was those words that crossed the break lines for which this rustic little one could decide to follow or dare to venture within – escape simply wasn’t an option.





BLACK LIBERTY

Black as the night,

Sweetly sour with fright

Liberty of no loss,

As is the iron cross..


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