The Woman With the Black Covered Face
He surrounded me with his unlove intidamcy. As the black curtains changling ghostly across my pale shievering face.
I stared from above my window. Listening to the waves crashes against the metalic rocks. As the gusty wind surmerge me like a old reckon submerline . I see my life disappearing as i smell my flesh of death.
I see a mirage of my face reflecting from a mirror of the drowned lost titanic. I looked up above the hammering waves. He stares down at me with a mad rappid face of a angerous rabbit. As my body floats through the atlantic ocean of the mystery woman with the black covered face.
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