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 Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2005 12:23 pm
you write a line of poetry to go with the line above you
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2005 12:24 pm
Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin. . .
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2005 2:49 pm
Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
[Good game idea for the Menagerie. wink ]
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2005 7:15 pm
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
Her sould writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2005 4:16 am
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
^Her sould writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
All fine morals she disavowed
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2005 11:35 am
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
^Her sould writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
^All fine morals she disavowed
And brought forth screams so softly loud
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2005 3:29 pm
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
^Her sould writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
^All fine morals she disavowed
^And brought forth screams so softly loud
A evil pattern now burned it's way into her skin, marking her eternally.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 4:19 pm
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
^Her sould writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
^All fine morals she disavowed
^And brought forth screams so softly loud
^A evil pattern now burned it's way into her skin, marking her eternally.
All of her friends now gone. Would gasp in what they horror they would see
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2005 2:24 pm
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
^Her sould writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
^All fine morals she disavowed
^And brought forth screams so softly loud
^A evil pattern now burned it's way into her skin, marking her eternally.
^All of her friends now gone. Would gasp in what they horror they would see
Her heart was dying, her soul burning...
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 1:40 pm
But the burning of the soul of the woman meant nothing in the grand line. For to burn the soul is to see it in its truth. In the self of the truth. In the wholeness of the soul in itself. There, and there in extent, lies all that is...
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 1:04 pm
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
^Her soul writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
^All fine morals she disavowed
^And brought forth screams so softly loud
^A evil pattern now burned it's way into her skin, marking her eternally.
^All of her friends now gone. Would gasp in what they horror they would see
^Her heart was dying, her soul burning...
^But the burning of the soul of the woman meant nothing in the grand line. For to burn the soul is to see it in its truth. In the self of the truth. In the wholeness of the soul in itself. There, and there in extent, lies all that is
Her skin boiled as if in the flames of hell
With the blackness in her soul, it was just as well...
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2005 7:02 am
^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin
^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin
^Her soul writhed in agony against the evil she allowed
^All fine morals she disavowed
^And brought forth screams so softly loud
^A evil pattern now burned it's way into her skin, marking her eternally.
^All of her friends now gone. Would gasp in what they horror they would see
^Her heart was dying, her soul burning...
^But the burning of the soul of the woman meant nothing in the grand line. For to burn the soul is to see it in its truth. In the self of the truth. In the wholeness of the soul in itself. There, and there in extent, lies all that is
^Her skin boiled as if in the flames of hell
With the blackness in her soul, it was just as well...
But still she wished to be set free
from this eternal agony
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 8:30 am
Emerald Phenix ^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin ^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin ^Her soul writhed in agony against the evil she allowed ^All fine morals she disavowed ^And brought forth screams so softly loud ^A evil pattern now burned it's way into her skin, marking her eternally. ^All of her friends now gone. Would gasp in what they horror they would see ^Her heart was dying, her soul burning... ^But the burning of the soul of the woman meant nothing in the grand line. For to burn the soul is to see it in its truth. In the self of the truth. In the wholeness of the soul in itself. There, and there in extent, lies all that is ^Her skin boiled as if in the flames of hell With the blackness in her soul, it was just as well... But still she wished to be set free from this eternal agony A tear now trickled down her cheek For she remembered a time, when she was still so mild and meek
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 1:56 pm
sheri8 Emerald Phenix ^Her skin boiled as if hot coals were danceing apon her skin ^Each chilling pang of agony recalled her mortal sin ^Her soul writhed in agony against the evil she allowed ^All fine morals she disavowed ^And brought forth screams so softly loud ^A evil pattern now burned it's way into her skin, marking her eternally. ^All of her friends now gone. Would gasp in what they horror they would see ^Her heart was dying, her soul burning... ^But the burning of the soul of the woman meant nothing in the grand line. For to burn the soul is to see it in its truth. In the self of the truth. In the wholeness of the soul in itself. There, and there in extent, lies all that is ^Her skin boiled as if in the flames of hell With the blackness in her soul, it was just as well... But still she wished to be set free from this eternal agony A tear now trickled down her cheek For she remembered a time, when she was still so mild and meek Even she can see that it is too late To fix the past and set it straight
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 5:35 pm
^The past is gone, the future black,
Well this is it, no turning back
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