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fear (Other) by pitchblackdisaster

i hearby call my friends to fear, as silence comes nearby right hear, its thaughts dwell deep,its mind is weak, its frail thaughts try to capture me, it comes in the night, it it comes in the day, its fear in itself, it will come at bay, it makes blood boil red, hearts beat wild, it shall be the death of all mankind, their conscience tells them to do certain things, and it influences everything.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 15-Aug-02/2:40 PM
If only you'd included 'beak' as a rhyme to 'weak'...so is this poeme about Cthulhu or what?




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