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HeavansKeeper -> RE: Kiss The Girls (6/29/2007 2:10:47 AM)
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I'm familiar with it. Rape is the one crime that I cannot stand. It made my lips curl and my canine teeth show. My stomach turned to knots, my blood turned to magma with passionate hatred. I find it unforgivable. The very sound of the word forces my hands into fists, my eyes to squint, my pulse to quicken, and blood lust to overtake me. Continuing to think about it, my body gets heavy and bulky, as though weighted down by chains and plated mail armor. My breath is all growls, low and hungry for vengeance. My vision becomes tunneled, the evil is shown as red and white, as though my eyes were dripping blood, while everything else is simply black. No perfume overpowers the scent of anger. The room smells stale like dried blood and red hot metal. The defeaning buzzing whine blocks out all sound. The adrenaline blocks out all pain. The anger blocks out all logic. It's strange how such a short word does that. Dearest Pet... I still hate Vonna Harper's J'ron.
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