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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.

Blade 14-Oct-02/6:42 AM
Just because i slagged off yours give you no right to do the same to me its supposed to be on poem quality
DO IT AGAIN AND ILL RIPP OUT YOUR THROAT!!




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