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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on May 14, 2009 4:58:55 GMT -5
Sanctified, certified and rectified; A paranormal entity, a drunken possibility And a fight to the death
Cross me now and draw your last breath
But alas, in the distance A spirit may wander And arise through blood and turmoil
Purified, liquified and intensified; A durable reality, a misread mortality And a poisoned clef
Breathe in now and be met with your death
But in time, in the air A fortress may cry And collapse at the rise of a bow
Gratified, sastisfied and petrified; A plausable legality, a frighting insanity And a life like MacBeth
Speak for me now, and triumph this test
© 2009, J.Forner
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Post by Hermit on May 31, 2009 13:06:39 GMT -5
way cool Josh
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