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The fight within |
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Dark_kisses_Within Senior Member
since 2000-03-21
Posts 680Kansas 
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The Knight was staring His shadow so bold Shivering is what I do For the wind is so cold His eyes are like diamonds Cutting through my soul Taking each peice Turning into coal His hands were so strong Almost like steel Squeezing my last breathe No longer could I feel Screaming and screaming Like that of a child Panting and pawing The storm very wild The warmth of the liquid Flowing down my face Covered in red Was my silk and lace I couldnt think of an ending to this. (I call it OLD age  ) If ya can help, please do so.thanx Mags |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"droplets of blood left a pattern in trace upon the the last snow of my wintered age." Thanks for the fun. Enjoyed the poem and the quick challenge ending! (and btw, you DO have an interesting job...  should be plenty of writing material there!) |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Hmmmmmm seems to me needs a little more, if you closed off suddenly now it wouldn't fit? Anyways (LOL) so far so good Isis *War produces one thing - Cemetaries. And in cemetaries there are no enemies!* ~Isis~~Sovereign of the Spirit. |
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