joi, 10 decembrie 2009
The sky had a hideous mouth with silver fangs vomiting darkness in the horizon. The angels must have had too many tequilla shots at the nearby bar ; guess it was a happy hour. When a shooting star hit the ground ,the earth began to shake like crazy and billions of fists rose and almost touched the sky. They were clenching , moving , hitting, and screaming . Having a star among them was a blasphemy, as their sins were no longer pure. Hatred took Love's hand and toghether they went towards the sunset on a Harley Davidson.