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Post by Vivinette Rendair on Oct 20, 2008 17:39:45 GMT -5
Shattered hearts lie abound here, Where storms brew abound. Darkness is their fear, Lies die without a sound.
It’s all a lie, A cruel twisted story. With a soundless cry, Lying in wounded glory.
Pain rages on, Breaking souls. The will is gone, Leaving bitter holes.
The hate rises, It’s too cruel. It rains in crisis, Played a fool.
The break is cold, The wails bitter. The trail is old, Called a quitter.
Romance is a fate, Bound in chains. Fueling is hate, Where death reigns.
They died against you, You never saw. They were true, The gaping maw.
Demons dance, Crooked songs. Stricken by lance, Committed wrongs.
Burn with blood, However known. Battled in mud, Merely but a pawn.
Broken hearts lay abound him, His storm set abrew. Blind yet to them, I would die for you.
((Ehehe... I really don't know what this one's about. Maybe Marik? Rebound? Yami Marik? Yasmine? Bakura? I DON'T KNOW. xD Draw your own conclusions.))
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Post by Vivinette Rendair on Oct 20, 2008 17:41:40 GMT -5
((I think I'm going to dissect this in the general forum. ))
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