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Subject: ((Let's post at open meadow then hehe))

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Date Posted: 13:31:55 01/10/04 Sat
In reply to: Conquered Soul 's message, "|I am Shattered|" on 14:03:33 01/07/04 Wed

>|From stone to Dust|
>
>"Ivan is dead." Words formed into a stone and
>struck his heart. The stone fell away, unfelt, yet
>left a chip in his stone-hardened, lifeless soul.
>"Ivan is dead." The words came again, a shower
>of stones bouncing off his heart and leaving more
>chips. His heart was being chipped away into dust. It
>sent him into a mad break through the shadows. The
>brute wanted to melt into the shadows. To hide there.
>To die there. To become just a shadow at midnight.
>Just a shadow for eternity.
> The last of his blood related was dead. "Ivan is
>dead." Clank. Another strike, another chip.
>"Sonny is dead." Clink. Clank. A bigger piece
>of him turned to dust. "Your mother is dead."
>Clink. Clank. Clink. Dust. Just dust. Alive on the
>outside. Dust inside. Dead inside. Where could he
>turn? What was it his grandfather had said? He
>couldn't remember. He couldn't care. Madness.
>The dark silver brute rushed onward.
>
>|You had to say it... I can't forget it...
>mother wanted me to love... but to him I would only
>shove... shove away... to hate... to mourn... now I am
>dust... dust to dust... no rest... You had to say
>it... I'll never forget it...|
>

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