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A Bond Of Death
Contributed by
xfrozenwindx
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Wednesday, 22nd September 2004 @ 10:10:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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He held the pistol in his shaking hands,
as he looked around with his peircing eyes.
Along the corridor he walked,
With a look of hate and despise.
He stopped for a moment,
Then slowly turned around.
There was what he was looking for,
the man who had made that sound.
He snuck up silently,
Then shot his gun,
And killed the man,
when he tried to run.
A victory he had won,
and completed his case.
After today was a new beginning,
and a new mission he had to face.
I made this as a James Bond poem, hince the name.
Copyright ©
xfrozenwindx
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2004-09-22 22:10:39] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A Bond Of Death
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Wednesday, 22nd September 2004 @ 10:29:31 PM AEST (User
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i thought this was pretty good and creative. |
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Re: A Bond Of Death
(User Rating: 1 ) by PoeticMystery on
Wednesday, 22nd September 2004 @ 11:03:28 PM AEST (User
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I liked this...I agree-very creative! |
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