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Subject: . lonely dove .


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Nagi
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Date Posted: 14:52:40 01/31/04 Sat
In reply to: Jianson Paccare 's message, "x tradition x honour x discipline x excellence x [re-joining after a year]" on 00:09:01 01/31/04 Sat
speak like a child
too many times you convinced me my existance didn't matter.
too many times i stood by and watched my spirit shatter.
but now my sedation is quickly fading from frustration.
what fed upon my tears, fuckin' died of dehydration.
too long i've been silent and afraid to make a sound.
too long i've sat helpless, in a cage and chained down.
many times thoughts of escape ran swiftly through my brain.
fuck pickin' the lock, i'm fuckin' breaking the chain!
for fuck's sake how much did you think i could take!?
you can only bend me so much before i break.
you kicked shit on my pride and something vicious grew inside...

Dark eyes sweep over his surroundings, taking note of the new arrived male. Shifts, looking to notice that his 'master' had once again left him to be. Cautious, he stands, not embarassed about the fact that only that adorned his slender and unmalnurished frame was a simple harness of leather. Schuldich, his 'master' had seemingly gotten carried away with his acts, and now held Nagi as a 'pet'. Halting, his hands are clasped timidly behind his back, blue eyes lowered and uncertain. He wasn't supposed to speak with others, but Schuldich would never know...would he? 'Hi.' His tone is soft and high, sounding almost like a female. Steps back a bit, fearing being hit for no speaking when spoken to, and you could see why he was terrifed if you took time to notice the scars and burn marks criss-crossing his form.
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