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i like going to church sometimes he sat close to me with his fleshy hands digging into my pants. and i was scared. he told me i was special because i had dark hair and dark eyes. and i felt better. he reached for my eyes with his mouth wide open and i could hear him b...

The Tomb Of Horror:Joker The house was only lit by sunlight from the outside that shone in through windows. Down below my feet was another victim of the so called card player. He lays there in his own puddle of blood. One thing about the card player as some like to call him ...

Discovering IMPnow and More About ME It seems like everyone in the world has a MySpace space, even cats and dogs. So do I, and it was through a MySpace ad that I discovered It's My Passion, a cyberspace community just for artists and their fans. Well, writing is my passion so I had to j...

Broken Heart You had wanted to be with him for as long as forever could last. Both of you shared a bond, almost inseparable from the moment you laid eyes on each other. Holding hands, laughing. "Sorry I took his heart," your mother had said, holding the bloody k...

IM LOST IM LOST AND HAVE NO WHERE WHERE TO GO BEFORE YOU LEAVE TELL ME YOU LOVE ME SO TELL ME YOU WONT LET ME GO IM SICK OG LIVING IN THIS MAZE ALL I DO IS LISTEN AND GAZE I GAZE OUT THE WINDOW AND STARE AT HIM WHEN I LOO...