Monday, December 04, 2006

Something hung in the air, a presence both unknown and foreboding. A spectre of the unresolved past and what may yet come. Did you see that?! There it was again?! That there might be a darkness blacker than closing your eyes in the closet and more permanent than death loomed in every sideways glance, in every spoken word. Screams of anguish were barely concealed by trembling lips. Have to get away, must run, but the ground is quicksand and the sinking feeling within is matched by that outsidely being outpaced by sinking feeling around.

R.I.P.- Chugulay Bar (2005-2006)


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