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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.

<~> 21-Oct-02/11:40 AM
could you please take it outside? nobody gives a fuck about you. or hepcat. or blade. at least tintagiles puts a little effort (and editing) into his writing. you guys seem to just spew and spew and talk shit. this is not attitude ranker. it is poemranker. your friend blade has made an attempt at a poem. in my opinion, he has not developed it fully. i think there was an earlier version (y?) that went further?
as for you, l-a-m, you might want to learn to spell, or maybe you'll save that until you grow up? why do you need to try to verbally intimidate people you will never meet? and if i want to talk shit about the brittons or the asians, no threat of yours will stop me.

write a decent poem. that would scare the shit out of me. until then, good day, sirrah.




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