.:.Please God, Make it stop.:. -- The Church

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Subject: .:.Please God, Make it stop.:.

Author:
Zeth

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Date Posted: 17:28:51 11/07/04 Sun

.:.The November wind brushed against his sculpted cheeks, making him pull the collar of his jacket higher against the wind. He paused for a moment outside the structure and stared up and the painted windows. Perhaps this wasn�t the wisest move but somehow he felt he could find forgiveness from his recent activities. Entering quietly, the resounding bang of the closing door startled him in this unknown setting. Oh, how he hated newness and all of it�s surprises. He found himself within the warm folds of the Christianly structure, gasping for air in the stillness. He lacked to notice how cold he�d become before the air around him revealed the chillness of his bones. The room was suffocating clean, golden, black, glazed, and painted. Colors after colors painted the walls and all the accents of the building from carpets to vases. It was eloquently decorated, with loving respect for one man. If only he could gain that kind of respect, ha! But in his world, he once had been more powerful than god�.well�at least in the field of loving. A twisted smile came to his lips at such memories, warming the frigidness of his body better than the overworking heater. Soft sounding of his feet upon the carpet, he shuffled towards the confessional. Slipping into the empty booth and sat upon the wooden surface of the bench. Opening the vent like screen with the scrolled designed thoughtfully made out over it. �Priest�I have some things to confess.� His voice was suddenly heavy, the words unwanting to come out. His soul screamed in agony of the setting, the surrounding, and his actions. Oh please God, make it stop.:.

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!\|! Kitten !\|!	Vibe	17:46:48 11/07/04 Sun
.:.My KITTY!.:. -- Zeth, 13:23:51 11/11/04 Thu !\|! My MASTER !\|! -- Vibe, 17:24:31 11/11/04 Thu .:.COPY CAT! haha, get it?.:. -- Zeth, 20:33:26 11/12/04 Fri !\|! tehe, kitty can make up new things....hopefully.!\|! -- Vibe, 15:01:27 11/13/04 Sat .:.This is how I'm 'pose to be." -- Zeth, 19:54:05 11/13/04 Sat !\|! catwoman is who Im supposed to be, tehe!\|! -- Vibe, 16:17:36 11/16/04 Tue .:.You're a better one than in the movie.:. -- Zeth, 18:44:27 11/17/04 Wed !\|! i know, i know ^-^ !\|! -- Vibe, 16:39:46 11/18/04 Thu .:.hahaha, how easily I misunderstand.:. -- Zeth, 13:02:37 11/21/04 Sun !\|! we all do that sometime ^-^ !\|! -- Vibe, 13:24:26 11/21/04 Sun .:.And That's How She Died.:. -- Zeth, 15:23:09 11/21/04 Sun