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02-13-04, 12:03 PM
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Eddy.
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Story's of A broken pen
IP:
A broken pen, captures & writes down what a normal pen would rather leave behind..
As the warm water slided pass the fragile body the baby's smile increased.. yet the attention from mother, was poor & shoddy And yes she handled her baby delicate, and refined but the need for crack was strong, in that back-corner of her mind And she couldnt resist 'even' small ammounts of any distraction distracted her mind drawn away in a small fraction even a bird, or street sounds.. outside could draw her attention away she was unable to organize her thoughts and devide ending up in a collision of handlings equal to disturbed Trowing her into a state of agitated confusions with actions uncontrolled and a perturbed With this carrousel of memories and pictures, spinning thru her mind.. Help was offerd, but fo her its hard accepting, stricture of any kind Her state of mind was dark..w/ inner tears.. yet due the actions with her hands that she perform resulting the baby smiling to her, feeling all happy, comfortable & warm As she looked into her childs eyes her mind flooded from dark thoughts and her previous state went into disguise theres a little smile turning upon her face but still her previous state was not that easy to replace & erase Cause the phone went and she didnt know what to do her mind filled up w/ decisions 'phone can wait, if its important it rings again in a few' But what if its not? maybe its a crucial call..& needs answered right away i need to answer now! the way i live i cant suffer from any kind of delay So she putted a towl into the tub, hoping the baby wont slip.. ran to the phone picked it up, but unfortuantly the baby did!.. Hello..whos there? were her words, when at the same time the baby struggled against the flooding water, yet he was weak to resist & it did hurt.. so much and his small ammount off brainactivity started to reduce Like the level of the conversation, did at the phone they both gave in to screaming, as they were seduced.. The babys father was on the phone, wanted to see his kid but she didnt want any thing to do with that! so he treathend her to come over, pick up his son and split.. Not even knowing in what critical condition his baby was now But as the water continued to fill up..and herded up in his tiny lungs mother was in a fight .. on the phone speaking to the baby's father.. with ruined tongues i guess u can call it ironic, and it sure does my eyebrowns frown that the creators, of something beautifull.. arguing over stupid things! letting there creation drown.. I guess you cant always forsee whats going to happen and whats to come and u cant say what if i did this, what would have happen then.. but i think u always will read and be intrigued by story's story's writtin with a broken pen.
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