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Murder On The Pier.

Contributed by frmpoison2static on Thursday, 8th February 2007 @ 09:14:59 AM in AEST
Topic: fantasy

i have intriguing ideas for ideal gentlemen.
the plans are scirpted delicately in my head.
each word will astonish brilliant thinkers throughout.
running water from kitchen sink.
dust of the dirt and begin to script my tale.
silhoutte figures cascade into metaphysical figures.

my eyes, they translate quicker than my hands.
look, and not touch and all will go as planned.
i swooped her up and took her out.
dinned with some fine food and a bottle of red.
im floating, because i know how the story tells.
come closer, but i will not tell.

now that you are mine, don't you feel fine?
its a touch, i suppose, to make these girls swoon.
soon, this will take action and i will be the guilty.
she touches my knee, i caress her face and neck.
i almost feel bad, should i stop the script and start over?
no, no. i must intrigue these glorious gentlemen.

diinner and wine was very fine.
we chatted about love and the world in our heads.
it was beautiful.
we will apparate to my home.
there will be no one there, but you and me.
all alone, me and you.

this is where i regret where the story turns.
but it is only for the idealistic men who pay me money.
she is sprawled across my bed, drunk and tired.
the rope is underneath, so i slyly retreive to obtain.
she is half asleep, i bound her tight...what a delight.
i rape her until she bleeds, until she is vommiting.

this is my story, not fantasy, and not by my choice.
it had to happen, for me to get paid.
i am a dealer of lies, so inspect before you concieve.
she is dead, and it is only my fault.
her brains strewn all over my bed.
i hope i intruiged those idealistic gentlemen...
if not i just wasted a new innocent blooming girls life.

Copyright © frmpoison2static ... [ 2007-02-08 09:14:59]
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Re: Murder On The Pier. (User Rating: 1 )
by frmpoison2static on Friday, 9th February 2007 @ 12:53:54 PM AEST
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odd that i would get 2 votes, and for 1's?...hmmm.

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