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Friday 20 November 2009

crazy dreams


some kind of schooling institution smoking area. hannah was thin and had aged. she said something crazy to the boy at her door who kept coming back for more. she said she would kill me if i dared to step in. i sat outside fearing for my mortality. all else were unaware playing bang bang. brown doors, smells of antibacterial spray... whispers i knew, they were hiding something. she was the dragon i thought she was, and now i could really see it. green hair trailing down, fangs appeared where pretty teeth had been.. still, she had one fan.

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