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Old Blue NoteThe darkness came quickly and swiftly. We did not expected her but the darkness came. Her presence was felt by all of us. The floor, the chair, the books, the lamp and the piano... Her touch made us weaker and dustier. We were all by ourselves, and being embraced by the darkness. As the days passed by, we felt calmer by the each passing day.Old Blue Note
Then one day, the door opened to let you inside to our little room. You were frightened by the darkness, but as always she held your hand, just as she held ours. You were just a mere child, when you entered that door. When she first held you. As you came closer to the piano, your eyes became
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Ghost of YouOpened my eyes. Seen the true horror there, just beside my lifeless body. Death is there, no life in this room, not anymore. I still can not believe that you are responsible for this. I can not look at this any longer. I close my eyes. Just wanting to forget all of this. Then your smell. I can feel that, what a relief. I open my eyes again, and there was you, just you. Smiling as always. Hoping that this memory won't ever leaves me. Then your hand touches my face, my eyes. Closing them, just like a mother who does that when she wants to protect her child from a horrible scene. Then your smell vanishes.Ghost of You
My eyes opens, and faces th
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Why chaos?I can not decide how this should be. My mind is a blur. Recently woke up from the dream. Can not be sure if I woke up or not. I told you, there is only the blur.Why chaos?
Every thing in our universe has an opposite. No exceptions. Dream and reality, and in between there is something and I think I'm there. You put me there, don't exactly know why you did it, but you did. I don't want to think that you left me there all alone. From the rare things that I have, hope is one of them. You had your purpose, I don't necessarily understand it.
In this blur there is the chaos, embedded by dream and reality. Chaos is the rarest thing th
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Living Dead's New HeartWhen the living dead meets someone that changes himself, things becomes to differ for the living dead. As he starts to feel her, smell her, kiss her, his decayed body reacts to these events. The disgusting look of the living dead starts to disappear with the resurrection of his new cells. He starts to feel the warmth in his heart. Then he realizes that he has a heart. He tries to show the same things to her, but he doesn't know what to do. Time passes by and the living dead thinks he is getting closer to become a living man. He is happy about the new feelings that he has and his look that don't scare anyone. But he forgets about the one thingLiving Dead's New Heart
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