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pseudo country.lost in the desert for 40 years man was a leader of his peers.pseudo country.
going east and going west. that moses coulda' used a GPS ain't it a shame, it ain't the same, it ain't the same, we have no shame. well, i ain't a sinner bitch, make my dinner i work all day for food to please us, well, I'm a giver, but i ain't no jesus.
by ~Saucyindiekid
happy birthday."Happy birthday son!" they said. "we're going now", his father was trembling as he spoke. his mom was crying. "take care of your sister for us." and they were gone.happy birthday.
a car flew overhead, waking Stanley. his small hotel room rattled from the traffic outside his window. it isn't much of a life. he gets up and goes to work.
he is handed his assignments for the day. 3 in the city and 8 in the country. great, he thought sarcastically, now im going to have to spend my whole day working. and it was such a pretty day....
he had taken care of little hannah for his parents. she didn't understand. but he got her food. he'd even
by ~Saucyindiekid
a dream"I had a dream last night" he said.a dream
"you were in it." she was silent. "yeah, i think it started with me finding you, and i asked you how everything has been going this last year, and you said you were better then ever." "we were having fun, somehow we got to a children's store, and we discussed the prices on some merchandise then we snuck out the back door, out pockets loaded with stolen shit toys. we didn't want them, or even need them. it was just because we could. we got into your old car and hit the highway. we were running from nothing and laughing. no alarms had gone off. we listened to your punk rock and sang a
by ~Saucyindiekid
soul searchingim soul searching. searching for someone else's souls anyway. ive worked up an appetite on my hunt. it has been three days now, i can hear her breath, rising, falling, heaving, lunging. she runs, but she doesn't know from what. it is nearly day, i must rest. she will gain distance in my sleep. but i am not afraid. i will be there when she thinks she has won. she only grows more delicious and more potent from her fear.soul searching
she has escaped into a town. i fucked up. but not too bad.
it is the night of the full moon. the streets aglow with the bright light. she thinks i will come tonight. foolish. i hear the blacksmith work
by ~Saucyindiekid
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