Juryokine: Chapter Seven

Above the message was a crude drawing of a black nail, the point red with blood. the nails were getting bolder every day. toke looked away and kept walking.

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Waiting to be Human

He holds her close and comforts-- runs smooth nails through her locks which she retained by luck alone or some trick of the gene. they both have donned a snout.

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Lost Orbit: Plot Idea

At first it was just longer nails, but then over the course of a week, i grew a tail, about 5 feet long, now that freaked me out.

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Digimon Darkness Chapter 18: A Day with Renamon

The sound was a mixture of nails on a chalk board and tree branches scraping the window. so i grabbed my d-ark and my cards and walked cautiously towards the window. terriermon mouthed to me throw open the curtains on 1......2............3!!!!!!!!!!

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Introducing....Travis

Favorite magazine: blender's favorite drink: pepsi favorite sound: favorite smell: pizza drinks, with or without ice cubes: without worst feeling in the world: messing up on stage best feeling in the world: nailing a guitar

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Ander - Epilogue: Subchapter 5

Planks got nailed horizontally across the logs to make for an even walkway, foxes hammering at one end and wolves on the other, eventually meeting in the middle.

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My Top 50 Songs List

The perfect drug by nine inch nails 5. would by alice in chains 6. endlessly by muse 7. animal i have become by three days grace 8. bangarang by skrillex 9. words to me by sugar ray 10.

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Dysfunctia

Being nailed to the cross! being rendered asunder, by people i wonder-- could they have been friends? is this an untimely end? it's not right. no, not a bit--my mind. it's not right, the passion i cherish!

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A Brothers Love Characters updated

A dainty fox, has a bit of a liking for tight clothes and nail polish. loves to dance, and isn't afraid to show it. could pass for a hot girl if he wanted to.

IN THE CITY WHERE THEY PAVED THE ROADS WITH OUR TONGUES AND TEETH

Neighbors staring as if they needed to drive a dagger into our chest we think and think and think and the dirt under our nails spreads to our palms, our wrists, up our limbs--gangrenous this rot we dig and dig and we dug a burrow and hid our bones

Dress for success.

Her hands were bare but her nails were painted with a single ivy life on her right index fingernail. the perfume she wore reminded me of a meadow in spring time.

Demeaned

A nail trailed a path that would have shown where muscle would be. he tenses but still no sign of anything that would make one feel good. leaning forward he observes the lower part of the body that his soul inhabits.

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