Bullet41
ubw rookie
Joined: May 22, 2005
Location: Bracknell
Posts: 120
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| Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 4:12 am |
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I walk down a grass stone;
With nothing but a sweet dangling down my pants.
I can hear little tweets,
But none have they shown.
But no performance known can hide the artist under---
The frigile curtains!
And while the tweet veers to a melodie,
Calmly becoming another whisper in the wind,
Something crawled around me!
I brused my hair with my claws as a sign of enrichment.
But still it crawls around me!
The taste of fear covered my mouth:
"who--- are--- you---?"
But once again silence has shown it's true colours.
Step; by step i began to walk...
Run!
Step; by step it became closer!
Tension, Tension...
But am i running away from nothing? No!
Shy as it is the fresh can never grow on the calm of the storm STAND: i wait like a prey; Waiting...
As the victem knocks;
Shatters, i fall----
"who--- are--- you---?"
A screach pulled out an note.
"who?"
The screach called louder;
The screach called----
"Hello!"
to be continued... |
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