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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 3:01 pm
The angels are deciding On the fate that is uprising As my strength goes on departing Leaving me a weakened soul
Loneliness without respite In my death I take delight In the fact that on this night Death shall play his role
As I lay here on my bed Death’s slow feet doeth surely tread His icy fingers touch my head My pain now takes its toll
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 4:41 pm
sweatdrop Sorry, I forgot to put the title in the.... title....
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 4:13 pm
has such a sadness to it but the flow is easy on the ears/lips when read. enjoyed!
indigo
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 7:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2009 7:35 pm
I've got goose bumps... wonderful!!
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