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Drameel Drameel had always wondered why there were no mirrors in the house, why people looked at him for longer than a passing glance, and why his mother would cry herself to sleep every night.  For as long as he could remember these questions had
always been there.  Finally, he decided to get the answers.  He went to the only
person he thought could help, the only person who didn't look at him strangely.
Though she was blind she knew more about him, than he himself knew.  She had
hoped he'd never find out.  She knew it was Drameel that approac Drameel
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Great Orange HunterThe hunter stalked its prey Peering through the darkness keen eyes seeing movement paws churning, teeth snapping biting the flesh and bone no more did the heart beat.
Enters a second hunter drawn by the smell of blood they fight over the prize bright lights appear black, white, and orange bolt both wounded, neither victor the prize remains to rot. Great Orange Hunter
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An entityThe cold dark entity seethed and raged trapped and imprisoned by bars of thick steel pressing its constraints probing for weakness in its captors soul An entity
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chaos in natural beautyRough and uncut, lacking the luster its brethren held, the gemstone sat seeming simple, seeming plain.
Like spiderwebs, cracks marred the beauty within, unknown by all.
Ever so quietly, the cracks spread, the tranquil exterior fragmented, crumbling, seen by all. chaos in natural beauty
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I used to love walking through Cathays Cemetery, until the night I met the old man. I was studying Medicine at Cardiff University, so I had to be at the Heath Hospital every day. I lived in a student house on Crwys Road and the quickest way to the hospital was through the cemetery. It was more like a park than a graveyard, full of trees and flowers, and I always got a kick out of seeing squirrels racing across the path in front of me and scurrying up trees. I normally only used the cemetery as a shortcut during the day, though, because the gates would be locked every night at du Squirt
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Somethings wrong

Mon Dec 8, 2008, 10:11 AM

Mood: Annoyed
Listening to: nothing
Reading: nothing
Watching: nothing
Playing: nothing
Eating: nothing
Drinking: nothing

Somethings wrong with me, and I have no idea what it is. Pretty much no matter what happens I get angry. Other people can be talking about something that I don't want to hear about, and then I'll want nothing to do with them. I get angry if someone doesn't show that they care about me, and then when they do show that they care about me I get angry. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired of everything. There used to be a time when none of this would bother me, but now it seems like everything brings out the worst in me. Yesterday was the first day that I was happy in a while. Then that all disappeared when my girlfriend got a text message. How messed up in the head do I have to be to get angry about that.

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