|the dead end.
||[3rd Feb 2007l05:02 pm]
"We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off"
i can't believe you have done this bloody deed. you have accomplished all the sins in the book and yet you demand a book written about your accomplishments. i am the deed written on the cover. i am the illustrator and the drawing of the broken girl that is grabbing her knees to pull them up to her face. she needs to be real and he needs to be real. yet you are a fake to her while she is trying to run down the aisle of the church. the groom is running for his bride and yet you think he will not allow her to runaway but he is actually watching her slowly decay beneath the leaves and he is watching the dirt go on her face. she is inside the clear box screaming with the gun plastered on her chest for the thing he is wanting her to commit.
is this a murder scene or another scene queen dieing of exposure.
the dirt is growing higher and higher upon her casket and he is giving her the smile and throws down the dripping rose with blood on it across her possessions that are surrounding her. the evidence is well hidden and the cemetery is vacant and no one is occupying this space while she is taking it for rent. she may as well not rent this grave...she must just buy it she will be living here 'til she dies or lack of oxygen or lack of sanity. she thought he said the words, "i love you..." i guess that was aka for "i want to kill you..." obviously it was hidden beneath the written words and she's bleeding through it all and he is the lawyer so who would think that the lawyer of this written song could accomplish this.
his name is patrick and he is the fall out of the band and the successor.
why must she scream and press against the clear box as he sits with the alcoholic beverage in his hand he will not believe that beneath himself his bride to be is screaming and crying without anyone to hear. she is sitting in her death bed already and she is still a virgin of this expedition. what is up with this case? he walks off as she runs in one place. what is wrong? answer me this...a bride to be must not be murdered she should live to at least see what love and hate is.
he grins and smirks at her grave and throws the bottle on the ground and he states the facts as follows from his lips, "here honey...have a drink"
i think this is the best thing i have ever written and no offense to my favorite fellow writers but i would like to dedicate this piece to the outstanding storyteller & friend, alyssa!
also, i didn't realize how much i have missed this damn place...you will def. see more updates and more comments on your pages!!! <3
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