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Fallen Prince
Contributed by
Nailgrass
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Monday, 23rd January 2012 @ 01:57:27 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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In the nether region, He is prince to his legion. At times he does roam, in this place we call home, to tempt and to devour, He rests for not one hour. All havoc does he reek, Our souls it is he seeks. With cloven foot he walks, Piercing hearts with red hot forks. Woe to thee that submit, Ye shall fall into the pit, Once there you will see, How long is eternity, Such pain and despair, Expect only that down there. Now thee has been warned, Beware of the one who is horned.
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Re: Fallen Prince
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by Shadowman on
Monday, 23rd January 2012 @ 08:39:26 AM AEST
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Good work.
My favorite lines were the last two, keep up the good work ^^ |
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Re: Fallen Prince
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by rowzipops on
Wednesday, 25th January 2012 @ 02:05:02 PM AEST
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| Great language and imagery |
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