12 July 2012
The air is thick with guilt,fear & pain. I can't breathe that kind of oxygen. The water is murky and green, But my 5 senses are keen. I can see how evil looking the birds are. I can hear the screams,moans,& groans of pain. I can taste how twisted and sour the water is. And I can feel how painful,fearful,terrifying,scary,& death smelling place this is…
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The air is thick with warmth,love, & sweetness. I can breathe this kind of fragrance forever. The water is crystal clear and a deep blue hue, I can see those lovely and enchanting flowers of the rainbow. I can hear the trickling stream,tweeting birds,& my siren singing voice filling the air. I can taste the bolt of sugar liquid go sliding down my throat. And I can feel the icy cold water,the light warm breeze carrying the scent happiness,the brush of prickly grass against my back,& liveliness smelling place…
Opposites Worlds… • Opuss № I