Fruit Salad for the Soul: Preditor

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Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Preditor

A bittersweet smell fills the air, Something unknown but it raises my hair, My body responds to this unusual aroma, Bringing a tingling sensation in hands, arms and legs, It evokes bloodcurdling images of him in my head. I try to block it out, to push it aside, But that sneering laugh just would not... Sign in to see full entry.

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