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Mythica

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oOo Ms Bubbly oOo Report | 11/30/2011 11:12 am
Hello
Pale Dollie Report | 10/17/2010 3:48 am
Hey Win The Best Halloween Items On Gaia Now Such As Horns And Devil tail Www.GaiaOnline-Winner/OMG
Optimistically Delicious Report | 10/16/2010 12:30 pm
hey! :]
long time no talk.
i use my other account [.afternoon.delight.]
tsukiyukikage Report | 07/17/2010 9:31 pm
cool avi
Kitty Wei Report | 11/21/2008 11:40 am
I was looking at random profiles when i found your. I really like song, that i heard here, what is called?

Oh, yeah, your avi and profile is just breathtaking!!!
STFU Sandra Report | 09/29/2008 8:58 pm
Gorgeous Avitar!
Cute Psycho Gato Report | 09/21/2008 12:25 am
awesome avi
Dark-Rated-R-Side Report | 06/30/2008 7:33 pm
random ^_^ i like Deathnote tooo My favorite charater is L

wana be friends?
~Cleo-Wild~ Report | 06/14/2008 10:14 am
Wow, your Avi is wonderful!
Hunyadi Report | 06/13/2008 11:40 pm
Hello. Just stopped by to say your giveaway thread drove me temporarily insane lol. I really want a Guitar of Angellus...but aaaanyways. My REAL reason for stopping by is to say I really like your avi. It looks great! I bumped the crap out of your thread...I just now realized that lol.

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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
-Dylan Thomas