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Post by Aish on Jun 16, 2005 4:15:11 GMT -5
Damnation. Mine eyes burn, sleep intrudes, but I shall not give in, not yet!
First I must flirt with words and down heaping throatfulls of moonlust... awaken!! Your bride of darkest night, awash and pale, broken by the storm in your eyes.
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Post by x__powerABUSE on Jun 16, 2005 4:44:01 GMT -5
Wow. I think you said one of those lines a minute ago. Fighting sleep ehh? Me too.
Anyways, that's some good shit! Jeez, I haven't said that in a long time.
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Post by Aish on Jun 16, 2005 4:45:05 GMT -5
hehehe, yeah. Figured I should expound upon it.
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Post by x__powerABUSE on Jun 16, 2005 4:51:30 GMT -5
hey, it was a good line. You put it to good use. Nice work.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jun 16, 2005 13:26:01 GMT -5
ooh i love that first stanza.. wanted to read it aloud.. has a lot of emotion and feeling to it.
"moonlust".. what a wonderful word.
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Post by calamityroo on Jun 16, 2005 16:25:33 GMT -5
OOOOO!!! Pretty good! I loved this piece! Just the emotion and the whole thing was awesome.
I loved those lines!
This reminded me of Young Frankestein... "Damn your eyes!" Hahahaha... Great write again!
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