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Tuesday, August 9, 2005


   Crapp ass short story.
She walks into the rain, her mid back black hair flows in the wind, her gorgeouse blue eyes look down on the hill, graves upon the earth, guide the spirits, for she is one herself, her name was Delila. She was a wolf, a beautiful black wolf. But her spirit was a human. She was shot and died a slow painful death. She was indead an Angel know she is wearing lace up golden sandles and a short white dress white wings potrude from her back, flowing in the rain. She flew across the sky and happy ness was her life. Untill one fathful day...she fell in love, a mistake, that was ment to be...Tell me if I shoul right a story like this...K thats all I need to know...you can go now sho-sho.
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