Ice
Novice
Posts: 8
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Post by Ice on May 6, 2004 3:59:33 GMT -5
The end of my days, have began to unfold, My heart and fate have already been sold, I'll pass without trouble, but i don't want to go, I'm bound to life where disaster seems to flow.
But before i depart, i will show you my pain, The blood i lost from a heavy dragorns bane, A life i onced loved but ended with a fire, The burning from the crucifixion and the pariah.
If only i could remain, take breath from this hole, Or a place to rest in shelter for my soul. But instead i take flight and return in ghost, Delivered myself into the hands of the host.
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Post by X x K e l Z x X on May 6, 2004 13:49:41 GMT -5
Very good, welcome to Poet Club Ice, it's nice to meet you! I am Kelly.
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Post by bloodredtears on May 6, 2004 19:18:16 GMT -5
very interesting piece...good job, glad to have you hear at poet club!
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