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-=|.My.Morbid.Carousel.|=-
Contributed by
Candy_Dirtbag
on
Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 05:20:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Listen to the sweet sounds of resounding screams;
while she thought it all about her dreams.
The blood stained floors;
with bloody hand-printed doors.
While she took the long, dreaded step;
she plunged stright into the depth.
The starry-eyed beauty of night-fall;
she became the next victim of his death call.
She used to dream of horrified liars;
but, instead, she got the passionate desires.
She wanted to be just like them;
when she started thinking of him.
Just wonder about your life;
and hold tight to your pretty wife.
This is only the beginning of my cell.
Welcome to my Morbid Carousel.
10-31-04
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Candy_Dirtbag
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2005-01-31 17:20:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: -=|.My.Morbid.Carousel.|=-
(User Rating: 1 ) by SimplyMe on
Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 07:43:15 PM AEST (User
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My second time reading this and i'll read it a million more. :-) Great write love. *Hugs*
~Alucia~ |
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