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A taste of The Babylon WhoreIt is the end of my passions; my passion’s demise. It was when I held her for the last time in my arms. They called her The Babylon Whore but she was my Helen of Troy. She was trembling, the dark night only lit by the distant street lamp, my life only lit by the raging glow of her heart. I held her in my arms as her bloodied eyes flickered one last time and closed forever; this was when I lost sight of my sanity and my passion, when my lover’s eyes closed. Her whole body surrendered itself to my arms, as it did a million times before, but now, it lay lifeless. Ever since that night, my life has been darkened by the mournful veA taste of The Babylon Whore
by ~ominous90
I am just an ordinary manI am just an ordinary man, a normal man! A normal doctor. How did I get involved in this? I know how! It was that hopeless fucking patient; the mutilated and raped Russian who came on a stretcher with blood gushing from between her legs. I shouldn’t have taken my Anton’s shift that night. Fuck Anton and his AIDS infection and damn that fucking Russian whore. Just sixteen, raped and dead. A virgin so quickly robbed of her vestal mark, and the blood streaming through her legs: the mark of the rapist. Where is the rapist now? Unknown? No he is not unknown. He is coming after me. How the fuck did I get myself intI am just an ordinary man
by ~ominous90
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- Current Residence: Underground
- Favourite movie: The Red Violin
- Favourite band or musician: Opeth;My Dying Bride;Metallica
- Favourite genre of music: Metal
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- Favourite style of art: Conceptual Art
- Favourite game: Max Payne 1 & 2
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Personal Quote: The Sacrifice of life is always a sacrifice for love.
- Website: http://ziaddallal.wordpress.com
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