laterz.


The FinderFootsteps, heavy breathing.The Finder
Tracey!
Who is calling my name?
Young girl, about 18 years old, with brown hair runs through the forest. Her hair in her face and suddenly she stops. In front of her she sees a dog, a big white dog, in pain and standing before him a boy, a dark-haired boy about 8 years old, kicking it with a grim face, almost to serious looking face not suited for an eight-year old.
Stop! Youre hurting him! she shouted but the boy keeps kicking the dog even harder.
Tracey! Tracey come down here! She runs to the boy and yanks him away from


the windows of the soul.Once happily looking at her love Now her eyes are dead As the soul inside No sparks left in them She thinks back to her last vision Shuddering from the thought Of the monster she thought she had loved:the windows of the soul.
/Tears running down Her eyes closed from the filthy sight She feels the blood mix with the tears
as he cuts into her soul/
Scarred and scared she falls asleep Her last minutes of her life
Her face a hollow mask of the beauty she once was Peace she has found at last.


As the city sleepsAs the city sleeps Black shadows travel Through empty streetsAs the city sleeps
Baring white fangs
And haunting childrens sleep Stopping only to satisfy their hunger. Blood runs down the necks of their victims Silent screams as their life fades and their eyes turn cold blue Only to join in the hunt with the cold black-clad figures of the night.


Pictures on my wall.Looking at these old pictures on the walls in my room. each of them has a different memory,a different feeling and dreams i used to havePictures on my wall.
but those dreams seem to have vanished. and the memory's feel like something i just imagined and i seem to have gotten to numb to recognize those feelings. pictures that once brought happiness and joy in my heart, now just fill me with agony and sadness.
i keep on trying to find the strength to tear these pictures of the wall. but it seems i am not ready yet. not ready to let go of everything these pictures represent &nb
Is love...
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