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Post by Master of the Shadows Reborn on Sept 27, 2005 18:28:59 GMT -5
As evil situations arise, my heart races to demise. Rusted open is my steel-trap mind, with it Anything I can find. Hearing children cry in the night Acquiescing for parents might. Evermore to wander thru sands of time, No longer is love sublime. Feeling the cold steel against my skin, Pain as it bites deep once again. Broken hearted, I live my life. Never to struggle in the strife. Cold; Darkness; I can see. Now; alone, let me be.
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Post by Cassandra on Sept 27, 2005 23:43:07 GMT -5
That which I shall ever be. Alone. Very nicely written.
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Post by Ashra on Oct 5, 2005 11:44:15 GMT -5
*huggles shadow* Nicely done....
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