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By Loneliness is condescending

Fear is my pleasure My eyes will put to shame even the strongest of nightmares With the kindest of words and absent of touch Your down fall will be insured So stifling my skills even the darkness hides from me Far beyond evil Deaths forsakes my soul Pain flees my flesh My eyes have fallen on you

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September 21, 2005 02:52ill haven

Wow.
I can't describe this poem.
Good job. Way to leave a critic speechless.

May 13, 2006 00:03lost the lonely dead

*laughs*