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| | | Poems Of Doom, By Ophi Of The Loom. (:P) |  |
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Mistress
Sleepy
: : Broken Hearted, Dying Slowly and YOU Still Don't Care
   Age : 30
Number of posts : 2367
Yen : 6427
Location : Sitting on a time bomb :>
Languages : I do not speak
Mood : 
 |  Subject: Poems Of Doom, By Ophi Of The Loom. (:P) Wed Jan 13, 2010 7:45 pm | |
| Bring me to the night sky of light, where the moon and stars shine so bright. tonight we will dance with delight, under the night sky of light... Hold me tight, you open your wings and we take flight under the night sky of light... I feel like I about to fall and I just Might, but as long as your here I will not Fight, because i cannot deny this feeling of delight. Fear not for I do not bite, I'm feeling quite polite, although I have you in my sight, lets enjoy the the quiet night. | |
|  | | Mistress
Sleepy
: : Broken Hearted, Dying Slowly and YOU Still Don't Care
Age : 30
Number of posts : 2367
Yen : 6427
Location : Sitting on a time bomb :>
Languages : I do not speak
Mood :
| | Subject: Re: Poems Of Doom, By Ophi Of The Loom. (:P) Wed Jan 13, 2010 7:56 pm | |
| The great orange was quiet poor, He could no afford and door. The great orange wanted more, for, he was poor. He stole from neighbors, he stole from friends, we'll never know how this will ever end. But do not worry, do not fret! for the great orange was stopped by a door-hinge. | |
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Sleepy
: : Broken Hearted, Dying Slowly and YOU Still Don't Care
Age : 30
Number of posts : 2367
Yen : 6427
Location : Sitting on a time bomb :>
Languages : I do not speak
Mood :
| | Subject: Re: Poems Of Doom, By Ophi Of The Loom. (:P) Wed Jan 13, 2010 8:07 pm | |
| how to begin... ah, once there was a large bin, his name was fin, for he held fish within him... he was not sad, nor was he mad! he just smelled real bad... but did he care? no! for he love to ware the freash smell of "al dui mak pear", the bleak smell of Dare snare... but wait! what is this?! what now he got a kiss?! from who?! What for! Ah, it was from Miss Al minna door, the bin of Meat four... -end | |
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