The Cursed Ones

by Danielle   Jun 2, 2006


The wonderful world filled with smoke of destruction makes my mouth water with secret passion, but shh! tell no one for they musn\'t know or they will melt away with the snow and sink into the underworld where they will shriek and cry, hoping, hoping, hoping it isn\'t there time to die. But sadly so sadly there time draws near and they think of the memories they hold so dear. Sweat and tears run down thier face and they look around at this dark place. This place so dark so hot so scary, where only demons roam no cute little faries. Once again they weep and cry, melting and burning up inside thier eyes. But no one cares any more. And slowly they all fall to the floor.

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