Violet
The Utopian Syndicate
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Post by Violet on Mar 28, 2011 19:29:15 GMT -8
I can feel him calling out to me.. inhabiting my very soul. Through flesh, blood, and bone, he whispers me my fate... paints the old, grey, cracked walls of my spirit. He surrounds me in a strange light and i see myself, in the shadow of another. There he will steal me... for i am head over heels in sensation. Without a word, he forces me to come close.. His enchantment has me spellbound. Invisible digits grip crevices in my being. I am forever in his grasp and there, I will remain.... draped in an afterglow that permeates the silence.
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