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Saturday, October 14, 2006

Heavenly Bread Tragedy

The golden brown strands of strait hair gently blessing the snow colored flesh that creates the most perfect face. The soft gentle curves that any women would kill for. That warm soft touch as the killer runs his icy cold fingers down the curved hips of the victim.

The killer lifts his cold, jagged, metal knife into the air. The angles fall silent, the leaves fall from the tree in the cool, crisp October air hanging outside. Somewhere there is warm apple pie being cut into and shared by families of joyful children and loving adults, but not here. The only thing here is the killer’s cold knife cutting the warm body of the golden brown bread.

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