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Through The Breastbone
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Through The Breastbone |
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Dark Poet Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 99North Carolina, USA 
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Through The Breastbone Copyright 2001 Written by James Edward Shields Killer here I feel her love Watching me I feel her love Howls on the breeze Screams cry I feel her love Through the breastbone.... Heartbeat pounds Within my ears Hunger little witch Grows... Death can call A desire in blood The shadows feed On the light Lush be visions Dwelling inside Through the breastbone I feel her love Murderer, the steel Piercing my heart Through the breastbone Her love... http://warlord.topcities.com/ We are born into this world alone, and we will die alone. It is what we do between those times that matters. This is where we leave our mark. [This message has been edited by Dark Poet (edited 11-09-2001).] |
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