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Daywalker (Free verse) by Blade

He Stalks Hunting through every Darkened street, Passing by each flickering lamppost. Hastening to find his soul. The blood lust rises Searing blood red anger, deep behind his eyes.

<{Baba^Yaga}> 10-Oct-02/1:26 PM
haha. this is pure third legging the hula hoop. you fail. miserably. ha.lol! 0.




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