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Friday, April 29, 2011

PANTRA BEACH

She's hearing voices.
As she lay awake, staring at the skies.
The sight was lovely, the Moon was full and the grass was dry.
It was a spectacular view.
The clouds were kind on that very night.
Pantra beach felt like heaven.

Whispering voices of oncoming doom.
The car was parked and the handbrakes on.
250BPM Drum and Bass was blasting out of her dad's 93 volkswagen.
Puffing on Spliff, she felt her imagination run wild.
Trippy and lightheaded she fumbled through her pockets for her digital camera.
A shooting star! Must make a wish, she thought to herself.

A painful death, a gutting heart-wrenching experience.
Her eyes closed, and she breathed her last breath.


Death had taken her.



BYEBYE!

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