S.O.Smature
Savage darkness threads around me
Crimson blots my vision
Deafening silence pulses through me
A coppery taste fills my mouth
The scent of fear dances through the air
Empty darkness swallows me
Deadly creatures advance
Sharp claws tear flesh from bone
Muscles and tendons are ripped apart
I am plummetting into darkness
And there's no way out.
The End
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was posted on Jul 5, 2010 by
S.A.Martz.
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