mudsliptones
11-24-2003, 06:54 AM
I wrote this in some thread, kinda sucked it out of my thumb, but I think it's fun to read, enjoy
you ever had that feeling?
you're walking in the city, it's about half past midnight
not a soul in the streets
you are thinking, aaah what a beautifull evening
then you hear a strange noise, you think, meh, the wind
you hear the scratching off metal against the asfalt
you look back only to see an empty road
your heart starts to pound a bit, you're thinking what the fuck, I need to cut back on my drinks
you're walking further , take a right, take a left, only to find yourself in the same street you heard the noise in, you get freaked, scared
you hear the scratching again, followed by a loud tsing sound, you hear dripping sounds, you look up, it's not raining, you cannot look down again, something is very wrong, your head starts to tilt further backwards, then you see the asfalt closing in on you, then you realize, your head has been cut of by the grimm reaper, he stands there, silent as ever, leaning foreward, sticking out his claw, grabbing you by the hair and dragging your head further away into darkness
you ever had that feeling?
you're walking in the city, it's about half past midnight
not a soul in the streets
you are thinking, aaah what a beautifull evening
then you hear a strange noise, you think, meh, the wind
you hear the scratching off metal against the asfalt
you look back only to see an empty road
your heart starts to pound a bit, you're thinking what the fuck, I need to cut back on my drinks
you're walking further , take a right, take a left, only to find yourself in the same street you heard the noise in, you get freaked, scared
you hear the scratching again, followed by a loud tsing sound, you hear dripping sounds, you look up, it's not raining, you cannot look down again, something is very wrong, your head starts to tilt further backwards, then you see the asfalt closing in on you, then you realize, your head has been cut of by the grimm reaper, he stands there, silent as ever, leaning foreward, sticking out his claw, grabbing you by the hair and dragging your head further away into darkness