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Monster
Contributed by
crow
on
Friday, 10th September 2004 @ 06:08:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Lessen the grip on a dying Monster
a smell so sweet of morrow in the bone
you must tear through tainted flesh
of a putrid world.
Blessed are the words of truth and fiction,
one might save you from the other.
Of all the injustice, you might have bled the worst
till you are devoured...Crow
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crow
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2004-09-10 18:08:02]
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Re: Monster
(User Rating: 1 )
by midnight_writer on
Thursday, 24th August 2006 @ 10:20:46 AM AEST
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darkly beautiful. i love it ;)
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