| *News Flash*
In a stunning turn of events this week, countless are dead or close to
it with hundreds more unable to express the feelings welling up in
their souls.
The aberations started when the lights and signs typically governing
the traffic in this area simultaneously disappeared at 4:00 P.M. CST on
March 29. This, as one would expect, lead to havoc upon the, up
till now, peaceful throughfares of this fair town. Massive pile
ups involving up to 10 memories almost immediately started occuring at
all intersections. The memories, left heaped in mangled, smoking
ruin, have been described by one citizen as "Decorated for Valentine's
Day with the festive, yet putrid, entrails of the occupants". It
appears that none of the occupants of said memories had taken any
percaution as if the horrible accidents had been unexpected.
Those that have been witness to the countless slaughters have been
describes as walking in a slow-motion blur by the invisible
observer. Unfortunately, as is common with this level of
disorder, riots have broken out in many districts complete with slander
and selfishness. They have been sharply contrasted, however, by
the seemingly equal number of spontaneous candle light vigiles that
mourn the loss of the past and call for the peace that this reporter
heartily looks forward to. |
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| Tears cannot express what I feel
when hearing your voice
Knowing that it has changed
expressing a new set of emotions
Learning to live within an
altered set of guidlines
Agreed upon the nessecity
unwilling to live unhappily
Unhappy none the less but
temporarily
Still part of the future
in a different role
Can I learn to be different
will it always feel like this
Listen to you talk about him
murder death kill or
unselfish pleasure
Your eyes open to my evil
I always hurt the ones I love
You are stronger for it
and I crumble under the force
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| My eyes hurt...
*sigh*
More news when I'm up to it, but for now
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| It's going to be a glorious day...
Currently Playing: OK Computer
- 11 - Lucky
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