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A Womans Steel II

Contributed by 01_zanzebar on Tuesday, 28th June 2005 @ 03:46:08 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse

========= V-A-O-D ==========

and with the action now
sows her blank
the door ajars still
and takes it back
she drops the steel
it rolls along
the pertruding fluid drains her eyes
the treacles and the snu snu flock to her side
the snu snu pick up her mothers steel
and takes the left-over for herself

the treacle, upon her age is greater
casts her narrow small eyes upon the creators grim demise
the creature motive hers being
now lying on the floor
fluid escaping due her to relaxing muscles
which fills the room in her stench

the creators morbid arm lurches in the vague direction of the snu snu
to waver the steel from her
the snu snu, crouched wearing on her birthday suite
covered in her own filth
this house of doom, it seems
where nothing gets out alive
theres no such thing as sin here

the hendies come up the stairs
their steps shreik/make/treacle do
the treacle runs up to the hendies
"do you want me today hendie? the creator is on the floor FEELING less of itself!"
yes, why not, are you treacle age?
yes THE HANDS REACH THE WALLS, GRABBING THE PAPERS
THE CHAIRS

THE FLOOR

THE STAIRS

THE CARPET, IT BURNS HER BODY

the hendies goes

the hendies he give the treacle the money with a sweaty smile
thankyou kid
and walks away

TREACLE
TREACLE
TREACLE
TREACLE
TREACLE
TREACLE
TREACLE

the harridanic creator yells at the top of its lungs
the snu snu runs down the stairs
shreiking aswell
running into the lower room
the snu snu see's her sister

unconcious on the floor
Bee
aye
bull

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i said it was different didnt i?

Copyright © 01_zanzebar ... [ 2005-06-28 15:46:08]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: A Womans Steel II (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 14th March 2006 @ 04:12:02 PM AEST
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very busy poem here. message me .. would love to know more about your heartwrite here.

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