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Subject: <Chapter 7 of the Night> Wed Apr 09, 2008 8:31 am
I used A new style of writing, if can't understand, that's ok..
1983 alley was clear in December Its Chapter 7 of the Night The typewriter continues to push closer to the truth of the next line
Photinia pipe's fog Approaching withered tree
Baker's square plaza The Armor On the Knight's arm that blakc badge, shine Moonlight under of the badge is tiny and cool No man's wagon beep, late night's visit Evil under victoria's moonlight, bloody begin
The Disappear pistol, charred cane. melted wax, who's Not at the scene
On the Jewelry box,there is Symbol illusion The antinomy leads to an broken alley Evidence was buried perfectly Who mock the Scotland's cop smiles.
If evil is the first piece of brutal gorgeous Then justice is deep and helpless I will wirte its ending Finally dawn of a sad-dried Black ink, contraced with quiet.
The truth can only be found, no footprints on the ground towering slight scent could lead to the costumes Everyone with different excuses lying with a mask on Motivation has only one name; Desire
Pass the Humantiy swamp, who can be clean We can forgive, but must knwo the truth The moved iron bed, that last piece of puzzle finally solved
I heard footsteps, Expected with soft leather shoes He open the door, night wind blew the Kerosene a while Typewriter stopped at the killer's name;I turned
Night at Westminster's sky start boiling, Gorgeous blooming in the death of my chest At last I tasted the sweet truth Smile and recall justices is just Quiet upheld Violin's shore in Thames bums ground fish to tread in a sudden