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I sit by the pond throwing seeds of disgust
But punish I will, spilling blood is a must

Blade at your side with a beautiful grin
Twisting and turning sliding slowly within

Blood curdling screams fill the air of the night
That look in your eyes, your pain my delight

I sit by the water the color now red
Tranquillity restored, nothing more to be said.......
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Dangerous Games
Date: Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 07:07:07 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: silent

I sit by the pond throwing seeds of disgust
But punish I will, spilling blood is a must

Blade at your side with a beautiful grin
Twisting and turning sliding slowly within

Blood curdling screams fill the air of the night
That look in your eyes, your pain my delight

I sit by the water the color now red
Tranquillity restored, nothing more to be said.......


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