Wednesday, 12 December 2012
Moleskine Pages - I Smell Feelings
Once he's acquired a taste for flesh, everyone else lost their zest for living. Their blood stopped circulating. He munched to the music of the house band and enjoyed the miasma of hopeless resignation.
Nobody realised they were all afraid.
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