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The Living Dead. by aubery, literature

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The Living Dead.

The only reason people givel ife a chance is to see others suffer,there missery is not known for there happyness,there all toys to the world of betrial and inhuman barbaric sociaty. they are all under the spell of the thought that they have to live.the dead isn't the worst. the living is the one who is suffering. who suffers the weight of haveing to live there.life inprivacy and in fear in the thought that you may not weak up one day.or that you may find yourself lifeless and paranoid. why must we convince ourself that we must impress others. by living ,the fear in our mind that people can't hear nore notice would tuont us and

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What have i become. by aubery, literature

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What have i become.

you will pay for this demian.belive me.befor demian could respond claudia had already disappered into the night fogg.with the smurk demian left claudia with,slowly fadding,the cut she gave him still bleed . in his expression you can tell he can't feel , nore care for it. he slowly stood up searching to see if there is anyone in site. limping to get back to what he would not adress as a home but others will.Demian pushed open the black door and feel back on the floor . blacked out like some one whose been in acoma for a year. the sun strugled to pass through the black curtains that covered his windows.he awoke and screched racing to the bath

what have i become continous by aubery, literature

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what have i become continous

As claudia walked away, tears ran down her cheek with the feeling of regrate burning in her inside.she didn't know why she attacked demian. it was like something possessed her to do it, but it felt so right,like demian did something to deserve it and alll the more so wrong.what stund her the most was that,now she feels so guilty like she betrayed him.what have i done.she said to her self the memories of the fight that night and her striking him rushed coldly through her.claudia broke down on her feet. not once has she ever stroke one she loves so dearly. her hands shook neveoursly faster every secound.it felt like everything was closing in o

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aubery

Jun 9, 2005

thing suck

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thinds suck fucking shit that hasn't suck shit befores cause am pissed don't think i'm rude witch i am but dn't i don't care witch i don't.don't think i don't give a rats fucking ass witch i don't but why should you care witch i know you don't so y should i be writiing this which i am but i really don't want to withch i do but why should it matter witch it does . why the fuck do you think i am pissed witch you know i am and i don't know why people wite in there journal on da witch i am about to not write anymore . if anyone can tell me y poeple write on the re journal tell me cause i really wanna know. any ways i'm gonnago know cause i'm at

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aubery

Mar 12, 2005

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aubery

Nov 27, 2004

..... yeah.just updating

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He didn't know what he had done to lose. He watched her tears travel down her face and to the ground. She was punching his heart open and in her hand holds the faith of them. He just stood there and watches her run away from him. And know she belongs to some one else. His heart lays in her trail that she had left behind. And I stand her, beside him. Waiting, for him to feel my breath on his skin. Will I ever be heard? I remember the times we use to shear She took it away and now she's been taken. Things can never go back to the way they were. If they did, it won't be the same. I'd wonder why she was so special I'd wonder if I