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The Castanets of Hell - The Sign into Town
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The Castanets of Hell - The Sign into Town |
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wintertao Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 366Okaloosa Island, FL |
~~~~~~~~~~~Warning~~~~~~~~~~ To all persons this writing may come Let it be known this demon isn't done Though he may feel our coffins wood And lay there like a vampire should Breastwork covered with cirrus clouds A language here thats not allowed By virtue of the authority granted below He waits for his time to leave and go Conferred upon this pagans head An eternal curse of not staying dead When drums around the fire call For his voice to breach the wall Late at night when you walk this town The Castanets of Hell may sound |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
very cool,,,,,,,death is but a begining,,,,may as well stir around and enjoy it,,,, Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Tribal drums beat the heartache Moving relief to dread. Very different moving within 2 or 3 veins of thought. Dave |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Enjoyed the read. :-) <^^> Today the pond....Tomorrow the world |
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