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Post by dragonyear on Mar 27, 2011 22:41:16 GMT -8
New arrivals... They enter anxious in distinct steps of uncertainty Moving slow, fear offering drag of submerged resistance There is nothing quite like fresh blood to power the apparatus of a movement Grind me a fleshy lullaby if you will A veteran gazes upon the sight with sickly yellow sockets Grotesque slimy tongue rainbows over dry cracked lips Arrogance twisting the top of the mouth to a near cleft Opposite schools of emotion coagulate thick in the air One could try to cut the tension though the slashing void would replenish instantly Panic of danger swells in the chest clustering out the transit of the nervous system Dread is solid and pliable though not one dares reach out It festers in your bowels with toxic design Living as a razor blade organism thriving underneath your toes Always keep your back against a wall Because you my friend are soft pink and delicious Get caught in the wrong position and feel yourself become a morsel The gloaming of the first night Completely consumes the virtue of vision You feel around for anything devoid of dullness to rasp open a vein Pray you do not succeed... This is paltry compared to horrors that snake the levels below
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