Blood

11/11/2009

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She writhes in pain as her blood flows gracefully from her neck, a never-ending stream touching her blonde already grimy hair she was homeless it seems. He almost feels bad for her but she is food and that is all she is, that’s all any of them are he thinks to himself.  “Please save me God, curse him to hell!” she screams to the heavens.  
 


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