Feb. 6th, 2008

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Feb. 6th, 2008 02:27 pm
edgedsanity: (you never me)
Here kitty kitty. Are you done playing with the blind yet?

She speaks with a broken voice and sighs and stretches, the voice of the dammed and the pained and the sin. They are her and she is it of rotting tongue and still black heart and of flies that ate the marrow of the resolved. We are inside of her this voice this cry and she speaks now.

She speaks. We listen with deaf ears.