Maybe A True Story

Maybe A True Story

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Hearts beat out of sync. Sweat rolls off eroded skin. And time flows past ever so slowly, like a sloth climbing from one vine to another. Maybe it is true to itself of being what it really is. Maybe not. But who could possibly know the truth of an impossibly maybe true story? In what way is a heart to beat when time is not truly there? How is skin to erode when sweat is to cease existence with time? Can a sloth really even move with time as an equal? Does one ask them self the truth behind a maybe true story of falling behind time? Of time being torn away piece by wretched piece, as we turn our backs on the past, forgetting the future? Maybe this story is true... Maybe not. Why don't you find out?
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Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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