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CEMETERY
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Night…black clouds are all around me,just full moon makes light.In front of me there is a huge sign:Cemetery…i’m walking slowly….
I am still walking and walking…and that’s it:I am surrounded with graves.Old crosses,candels,spiders…i am sitting on grave of young woman with my friend.We are just sitting and drinking red wine…coled «ždrepèeva krv»..Behind all that darknes there is a red rose…So fresh and innocent.I am getting up and cutting the rose with a knife which makes shadow from stars.The rose is bleeding..poor rose…I sit on a grave and watch candle.I am crying,but my tears are blood..sometimes red and sometimes black…It can not stop..I am starting to run..a lot of sounds are behind me..I am frightened…I hear people screaming and crying…spooky place..I do not know how i get there..but i am in a scary,dark streat…night bird are flying around me..they have red eyes.I do not feel my legs..i can not run anymore….!!!..I am screaming:who are you,what do you want.live me alone…but suddenly it comes silens..and that is the end..The streat became normal and i feel like i was dreaming..
On the way to home..i saw a cat….
..pozZ..swima..cina&desa..
Post je objavljen 16.06.2007. u 20:38 sati.