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The Plague of Being

by D. $ Fontera

Member since 2004 · Posted 4 Sep 2004 · Edited 4 Sep 2004 · 3 comments

An opiate of the sinking soul. Draughty blackness through a circular door. This demonstrates the mind of ignorance and of shifting dread. An event not to be missed. Mannerisms as protocol are as avoided as the breaking tide which will drown sin and honor alike.

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[9] Leah11 5-Sep-04/10:13 PM Reply
It seems hand in hand we fall through our hopes and fears. This gave me shivers
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › Leah11 6-Sep-04/4:57 PM Reply
Congratulations! You are the one billionth person to use the phrase "hopes and fears" in an absurdly wishy-washy sentence. You deserve boiling.
[6] nentwined 19-Feb-07/4:03 PM Reply
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