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Friday, March 25, 2005


   A pretty poem
Darkness shrines on those who scream
The mirrored flesh of those in dreams
Broken hearts like shattered glass
Our lives flow like sand through death's grasp
In the shadow's where monsters wait
Where is the hero to act as bait
Sound the alarm, our future is here
Don't be afraid, our fate will appear
You found me now, let's play again
trapped inside this world of pretend
Or are we pretending so we forget?
Forget all that we regret Those without fear are the ones who succeed
Those with caution are the ones who bleed
And even though the Hunter's sight,
It was prey who was always right
This is by Chiohchan



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