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By Daisy Ink
People living in an apartment complex, string on to the hope of surviving as a toxic poison slowly rises to each floor of the building.
A poem I wrote last night when I was shut up in my room at night when things are the hardest to face and everything comes flooding back.
There is a new kind of Ghoul in town: The Z-Freaks! Commissioned to develop a new way to interrogate foreign combatants, International Pharmaceuticals combines ancient voodoo chemicals with epinephrine boosters and a high tech virus with catastrophic results. The experiment is dubbed a complete...
Inspired by a night of raining and the events that have happened to me over the few weeks...
a waste of time and love, and desperate for survival....
Poetry | Updated Jun 14, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3