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Post by Thorn on Feb 23, 2004 2:23:32 GMT -5
the wise or the weak, the strong or the meek. no matter what group..they'll all fall in the end so gimme your face, let me kiss on the cheek and be with bennifits, my best friend.
the old and the young, sing to a guitar strum lyrics to an ancient melody. they cry and they laugh, many pats on the back unaware of the blissful sweet retreat.
the world is coming for us all... death will wander the halls. offering a helping hand, to all those with plans of what they have in store for the afterlife.
~piro~
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