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timothysangel1973
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough 
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How long have I been placed upon this alter? Waiting for the blade to make contact with my skin, .....as if I am the last of the virgin sacrifices. I hear the dance around me, the chanting, and the low hollow boom of drums beating in my ear. The witnessess only stare at me, sly grins upon their mocking faces, they think that I can't see them...but I can. ....what scares me most is that most of them look familiar, which means that I have no one. Only the blade, as it nears my skin. "Judge me not." I want to scream. But, I have been gagged by the stangnant air that surrounds my mouth. ....the voices come closer, the drums beat faster, the flames rise into the air, and then the blade enters.... In one short slice, it is done. But wait! I am still here, still alive, still able to move about on the stone. ....I've not been sacrificed, but marked. So, that all who see me will know, that I have been face to face with the blade...yet, someone chose to leave me here for some purpose. ....Like Ester wore the Scarlet Letter, I too shall travel the Earth with a mark. This mark will uncouple me from those that know... ...and those that seek yet to find. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Tima . . . interesting write . . I saw suffocation by those whom you do not trust and instead of losing to Death (metaphorically) you have arisen a new woman. Sometimes we need to breathe . . . the right way and this is one masterpiece Lady . . . have me questioning my spirituality now lol xxoo [This message has been edited by littlewing (09-01-2003 12:52 AM).] |
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