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smellmyfinger Junior Member
since 2007-12-02
Posts 21Wyoming,Natrona |
Pulled again into a new shape Unable to bend Flat again and another end What is my fate Shade again and kept away Standing in place Fixed again with a new face This piece of clay Surrender myself to them But hold onto what’s within Lift me back up to the sun And I will harden Just like the son You always wanted Staring down at your piece of art I will obey I am your own mold of clay To rip apart I must do what I am told Or so they say Because if it’s not their way I will be controlled When I am burned in stone I won’t be your clone Lift me back up to the sun And I will harden Not like the son You always wanted |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Enjoyed ARCTIC WIND |
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