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Posts from the ‘Fiction’ Category

21
Jun

A Boxful of Truth

My time was limited. Each month, both a friend or family member would disappear on the 1st, and their body found on the 10th, mutilated. The police were useless, they didn’t care, they were getting paid to sit around all day, so why would they investigate such things? I had taken it upon myself to find the murderer, no longer would I lose the ones closest to me. I knew I’d be next, I had but one friend and my mother left. Every night I dreamt of the murderer and the victims. The bodies covered in blood, their faces almost unrecognisable with their insides ripped out.

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29
Jun

Yīnyuán hóngxiàn

I saw you standing alone, in the door,

yet I did naught but stare with awe.

Eyes glistened like water as they met those of mine,

hair like the morning sun, how brightly it shines.
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28
Jun

Screaming Man

A screaming man, stood in the square,

waving documents of hands eternal.

Yet his scream, not that of despair,

a celebration of this forbidden journal.
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2
Jun

Revenger’s Tale: Pt i

Let’s paint a picture.

A picture of this place held so dear.

You are my subject.

This is your future.
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