Thursday, May 24, 2007

blood, death, and disaster are a little cliche but then again so are fame, glamour, and romance

a new morning has dawned. it came hand in hand with reform. progressing and expanding to the setting sun. refining the air we breath. turning weaping faces into expressionless stares. at least it's an improvement. every afternoon the old politicians are marched out back and smothered with blueprints. our once harmless habbits evolved into dark and souless vices. they creep in the shadows and devour us with bloodstained teeth in the secret of our homes. aware of their intentions, we left our doors cracked. graveyard masterfully transformed into a playground. if hidden bones remain, our utopia vanishes.

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