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Untitled
Contributed by
lost_in_the_darkness09
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Monday, 22nd May 2006 @ 02:52:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The tombstones are gray,
Under the darkened day.
The leaves are blowing,
These souls are stirring.
The regretfully dead,
The dearly departed.
Twist in thier tombs,
Like babies in wombs.
They will never be completely gone,
Unless thier will is done.
For these souls I pray,
That in peace they will lay.
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Re: Untitled
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by samwrue on
Monday, 22nd May 2006 @ 04:48:34 PM AEST
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| u r right i dont understand it but very nice |
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Re: Untitled
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by Stonedraider23 on
Monday, 22nd May 2006 @ 04:56:34 PM AEST
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| Good write make sense hmmm i dunno but its cool |
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