tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743610886340977648.post766519908344264625..comments2008-01-28T18:01:06.852ZBlueMillionMileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088358582592285886noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743610886340977648.post-45355022141506159262008-01-28T18:01:00.000Z2008-01-28T18:01:00.000ZI had to watch my back closely. Had I been rumbled? Had I been betrayed? It felt like every wall, every secret, every defence I had had been shattered into a thousand tiny peices. I gazed into what I thought was my own shadow, until its eyes opened and stared back into mine.<BR/><BR/>I had to move carefully from now on. Amoe knew all the tricks, and never missed a mark. God bless the bastard, but maybe he'd saved me from myself after all.BlueMillionMileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18088358582592285886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743610886340977648.post-68123652126545004372008-01-28T09:46:00.000Z2008-01-28T09:46:00.000ZTwo black lines screaming out like a guidance line<BR/>We're off on the road now where the cyborgs are driving<BR/>With the WD-40 in their veins<BR/>The screechy little brakes complainamoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12225759395324498055noreply@blogger.com