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Salem's Lot
Contributed by
Amanda_Interrupted
on
Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 02:50:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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Convulsions linger in Salem''s lot
Fingers point any way pleased
Accusation
Martha Stewart, number one on my list
Bite my tongue until it bleeds
Death wasn't as friendly back then
Two to three minutes
Accoused witches hang
Mockery of American law
Bewitch me with more of your lies
Together we shall devour Ergot filled Rye
Breaking bread with the enemy has never been so sweet, nor so bitter
I shall point my finger
And see Satan''s face
That man, I admire
Tortured day my day
The only thing he uttered, onlt two words
"More weight"
Never confessed though taught so much
Confessions linger
Group hysteria,
Troubled youth,
S.A.D.D.,
Poisoned Rye,
It''s all toxic in Salem''s lot.
-Amanda Bentley
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Re: Salem's Lot
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by Amanda_Interrupted on
Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 02:55:30 PM AEST
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| Typos, I give up. The title is of course, Salem's Lot. So sorry. |
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