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when the butterflies showed their true colors
Posted by vash1282
on
11/13/2008 02:36:00 AM
in
(T_T)
Red, focused and unblinking, big bulbous eyes glowing with hunger.
Sharp,jagged fangs with saliva dripping at each pointed enamels.
Curved claws with hardened nails, yellowed throughout the years.
High shrieking screams coming out in fast waves of bloodcurling frequencies.
They have found Their long awaited prey and is marking Their meat.
Others should Stay away.
They are vicious in packs, with no one to fear but Their leader,
creating an ominous cloud with Their vast numbers,
Their pairs of wings sharply slicing the air with its swift movements,
keeping air- borne on the fierce wind,
the thick Wind of Fart from South.
And then They attacked, full force, no mercy, no skin left unturned.
And no one heard my silent scream of pain.
i'm alone on top of the hill sending morse codes to the aliens. looking at the world pessimistly, it just makes absolute sense that one of the system had to fail at this ungodly hour. i have to go out and fix the satellite dish but the butterflies in my tummy has turned vicious. skipped a few meals due to flu and The beasts totally lost their heads. They probably hate coffee with a vengeance. I can't even crawl out of the room, it just hurts like crazy. I'm fervently hoping that things will just be 'Right When Tested' but the monitor insists on spewing out 'remote time out' like it's Hell's new favourite vocabulary.
only thing i can do now is craddle my laptop lovingly. it takes my mind off the crippling pain. i hope, come morning, this will be a good enuff reason to explain why i spent the night watching gossip girl and reading comics.
Sharp,jagged fangs with saliva dripping at each pointed enamels.
Curved claws with hardened nails, yellowed throughout the years.
High shrieking screams coming out in fast waves of bloodcurling frequencies.
They have found Their long awaited prey and is marking Their meat.
Others should Stay away.
They are vicious in packs, with no one to fear but Their leader,
creating an ominous cloud with Their vast numbers,
Their pairs of wings sharply slicing the air with its swift movements,
keeping air- borne on the fierce wind,
the thick Wind of Fart from South.
And then They attacked, full force, no mercy, no skin left unturned.
And no one heard my silent scream of pain.
i'm alone on top of the hill sending morse codes to the aliens. looking at the world pessimistly, it just makes absolute sense that one of the system had to fail at this ungodly hour. i have to go out and fix the satellite dish but the butterflies in my tummy has turned vicious. skipped a few meals due to flu and The beasts totally lost their heads. They probably hate coffee with a vengeance. I can't even crawl out of the room, it just hurts like crazy. I'm fervently hoping that things will just be 'Right When Tested' but the monitor insists on spewing out 'remote time out' like it's Hell's new favourite vocabulary.
only thing i can do now is craddle my laptop lovingly. it takes my mind off the crippling pain. i hope, come morning, this will be a good enuff reason to explain why i spent the night watching gossip girl and reading comics.
