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Do you see my bloody hands. Do you see my trigger happy frown. Do you see my shaking hand. Do you feel my breath, see my crown. I sail on a river of warm red blood. I make profit from the flood.
One, two, buckle my shoe, Three, four, knock at the door, Five, six, pick up bricks, Seven, eight, hit him straight, Nine, ten, hit him again, Eleven, twelve, dig and delve, Thirteen, fourteen, keep...
As I take my last breath. Upon this earth. I look to the heavens. And remember what I have done. Looking back fills me with dread. Memories of death and destruction. Not once did I stop to think.
ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY--EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL-ISH PEOPLE--ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL.
Bang. Lydia was falling, falling. Boom. Lydia hit the ground, oh how it hurt. She grew blind. All Lydia could see was red, seeping into her eyes, into her mouth, covering her.
As I walked along the dusty road, all seemed quiet. I expected I was a late beginner, as I had passed several dead people in my wake.
Three days. Three days of bloodshed. Tpek clenched his fist on his knuckle dusters, uncomfortable in his palm. Groups of fighters travelled different routes towards the "Final".
They wave at me, With flags of red, Bloody images- Run through my head. My brothers' deaths, A countless sea- Of empty bodies; Now it's me.
Tell me what you feel like. Blow the devils whistle. Tell me how it's going to be like. Do you want to shoot a gun. Tell me how you like it. The good and bad mixing. Tell me how you got it.
I know I look distracted, Sorry 'bout the way I acted. I didn't mean to fall, I tripped on that ball. I know I landed on you, I didn't mean to. I promise it was accidental, So please stop going...
Passing a shop I walk on by When WHACK..a pork pie in my eye.
As I left this morning, I turned away from my house feeling a fresh start, in the fog I felt a overpowering aura as if I was of to a good beginning.
The curtain twitcher was looking. At next door's latest booking. He got so worked up. Dropped his teacup. And started overcooking. She wasn't exactly dour. And her pay came by the hour.
Adult content..... No. 6 Three drunk men. Three drunk men... Three drunk men... See how they run... See how they run... One went after the barmans wife... The barman stabbed them with a kitchen knife.
Black hall, Black walls, Close in on me. I shut my eyes, And start to cry, Hoping it's all a dream. My mother is gone, Every thing is wrong, I'm just a desperate foal.
You're So Different Part Three Brian punched Kory in the face. Kory simply turned his head back. Brian's groupies started snickering. But Kory just smiled pleasantly.
18+ even though you'll look anyway asking you not too. You better be happy today Do I look like I'm fucking joking!. Ha. I am...
A bloody razor blade cut. And you know she's awake, with her eyes blood shot. She's the girl for you. A hand raised, cold shoulder. You know she's the liar, liar, looking over her shoulder.
Heart aches, like a stab. Happy heart attack. I've got something to show you. My bleeding heart, it bleeds for you. Heartache, hard to breathe. There's something I want from you.
His inbox was just bursting, as the offers kept coming in. He had only filled in one online form, then the deluge did begin.
This is my death. It's obvious From the moment His thumbs press Gently into the hollows Of my throat. First there's panic; I can't shift his iron grip. I want to breathe But can't. I punch and kick.
As Johnny saw Marina look up to him, he was filled with dread. In a minute he had gone from calm and collected to angry and psycho-like. He felt sick. He couldn't think straight.
As Johnny held the knife to Oli's throat, he grinned. He could see the fear in Oli's eyes. Suddenly Marina jumped on him, knocking him to the floor and the knife out of his hand.
As Rob was checked by the doctor, he felt angry. He had got blood all over Daz's picture, and let Johnny and his gang follow him and attack him.