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Descent into Madness
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Descent into Madness |
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Liz Sinclair Member
since 2006-05-06
Posts 93Atlantis 
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Descent into Madness By palest morning, soft earth rises. A denser moist... weeps. Cling no more, these hours are but gone. Twilight dies and the children bleed. A shrine to behold, carried away-- in these arms of war. A future, bereaved, of days gone to hell. Darkness mourns our murderous lords. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Extraordinarily powerful, Liz. Thank you. |
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