Wanting while waiting, a perpetual voyage into the nothingness, the mindless misery we call home, a voice, a void, Suffering inside ones own self, how can the mind lost within the place it only resides? how can a mind die while it still live? can it be found in time before the rot takes it …
Like A Mindless Sheep Going To Slaughter – KILLtober Short Story
“I don’t think your assessment is keeping in flux with what is actually wrong with the patient doctor, and that is why I am disagreeing with your diagnosis. There’s no ill gotten means, and I have no desire to see you made a fool of. All I want is the poor sod who’s lying on …
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One Hand To Choose From A Basket Of Insanity
Upon your finger is your doom, unrelenting insanity calling you by name, not only part of you, but living within and outside of you, a leech by any other name, sucking the life from you very bone, sanctified, no apology, justified, no ideology, calcified, this misogyny, feel the breath of a thousand whores, know that …
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Wearing The Ring Thing – KILLtober Short Story
“It’s not like that,” he says as he throws himself onto the table before him. Spit flys from his mouth and showers her face but she only continues to smile. “You have forfeited any ability to make any alterations, and or claims after the twenty-four hours that passed directly following your signature of the contract. …
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