Friday, June 5, 2009

Drain




I wait for your arrival

As you slip off your clothes

I get ready

You turn the faucets

The water pours down onto my face

I see you step in

Peering down into my cover

Oh no, you found me

Time to attack

Watch out sweetie

I’m here

—
Credits to: DeadlyDust
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