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 Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 7:02 pm
This ties a lot in with the hate poem. Shouldn't be too hard to see the connection.
Fire and malace shine through
Eyes two daggers of ice
The blood runs hot through
My cold heart within
Temper rages as a summer thunderstorm
While inside is dullest winter
Hate burns through
The soul frozen in time.
I'll probably end up making qutie a few changes to this eventually, and I think I want to make it have some sort of rhyme scheme in the end, but here's your rough draft.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2006 8:31 pm
......moody today, Capitana? Por que?
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 3:32 pm
KirbyVictorious ......moody today, Capitana? Por que?
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 3:52 pm
well, duh. They're all assholes. Fact of nature, mi amiga, it's called testosterone.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 8:17 pm
Awful sure about that, kiddo?
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 8:40 pm
hey, the only one I ever met that wasn't was the one I made up. *shrugs*
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