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...darklines...: April 2005
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Tuesday, April 19, 2005. It was the creeping sound of pain and terror. I looked around and saw that a bloody massacre was taking place. There were people lying all around me. And than there were some people running with blood pouring down their face. Hey honey I think there is some one in the room. I just pretend not to listen to her. In fact I was thinking about the mutilated devils and the way they ate the people. You bastard there is some one in the room. My wife hit me hard at the back. I looked at h...
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...darklines...: December 2006
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Friday, December 08, 2006. Life in Words by- - - Zainab Bhatti. Why did she show him hope,. When she knew there was none? Why is everything over,. When the fight has just begun? Why did she just walk away,. When her soul was in his heart? Why does he still love her,. When he knows they are worlds apart? Why did she make those promises,. When she knew she couldn’t commit? Why is his life still going on,. When he’s breaking bit by bit? He won’t ever move on. But the least he can do is try. The name and date.
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...darklines...: May 2005
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Friday, May 13, 2005. I was not happy first I had my time wasted when I hit the dumb guy. Then by killing him and ending his misery I had his stinky blood all over my bike. I looked at disgust at the carcass of the man and went on my way cursing myself for being a nice guy. Posted by .Vindicated. at 4:11 AM. What i am is what you are not and what you are not is what you can never be. View my complete profile. Life in Words by- - - Zainab Bhatti.
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...darklines...: July 2007
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Friday, July 27, 2007. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Jessie Happy birthday to you. Eileen is carrying a cake. Last year Jessie turned twelve and demanded a chocolate cream cake. Eileen baked it and we all ate the cake went to the amusement park and Jessie had such fun! Hey Honey, you want some! Why can’t I lose my mind! And become rancid happy and cheerful. No honey, ill have it later. You go dress up; we will go out in a while . I am checking on dingy! Let my wife out!
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...darklines...: January 2006
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Sunday, January 29, 2006. Here comes the clown. Loading guns and sarcastic frowns. Freak show, a sleazy affair, and carcass rotting, apathy near. Compel their scowl upside down. Prolong shrieks, cowardly escapes and gutless retreats. Thaw out the bodies’ and slaughter the purity. Smash to smithereens, dance devil formulate surety. Here comes the clown. Loading guns and sarcastic frowns. Freak show, a sleazy affair, and carcass rotting, apathy near. Inherited pain and humiliation, eternal haunt. Tick-tock...
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...darklines...: November 2005
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Saturday, November 12, 2005. Help is all I could yelp. Insecurities bounded by obscurities. Let me drown, beseech death to be my crown. No more, this retribution I cannot abide. Slay me sympathetically the throbbing I can’t hide. Can I flee the unhappiness this time? Would they allow me to commit one crime? Posted by .Vindicated. at 11:43 AM. What i am is what you are not and what you are not is what you can never be. View my complete profile. Life in Words by- - - Zainab Bhatti.
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...darklines...: May 2006
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Thursday, May 18, 2006. These are not absolute narratives just, ermm random uncanny views of a bored mind I guess. Small slices of rotten pie ;). Now see what I did. I sniveled and stumbled back. Huh, I asked you to snatch his wallet Joey, who the fuck said anything about slitting his throat . James was searching the man for his wallet. The man tried to say something but could only managed few mumbles. The poor bastard was choking as he was gulping down his own blood. Wow look at this! You will never mak...
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...darklines...: September 2005
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Sunday, September 18, 2005. Chronicle of Eric: Poor Jessie. I loved the sugary sounds of scream and suffering. As I was pealing the bloody skin of Jessie with a razor blade her shrieks and cries were only adding to my excitement. I looked at her beautiful face, which was so full of distress and suffering. I would have enjoyed further but I heard my Dad shouting. Jessie was out of her wits. She was slanting and turning on the ground in a state of blind panic and immense pain. Damn, now the hard part. ...
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...darklines...: August 2005
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Wednesday, August 24, 2005. What are you doing? Get down this instance The man shouted. Great they would not let you live and they would not let you die. Get lost who ever you are I shouted back at a figure beneath me. Think of what you are doing? This life is a precious gift doesn’t waste it! The man shouted back with urging in his voice. Hey man, please save your bullshit about life and stuff. I have taken a lot of efforts to get up here, now the only easy way down is on the other side in water! Perhap...