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Disembodied
Flamestrike Started conversation Aug 22, 2004
OK not done a horror poem for a while so here we go...
Thoughts drifting on the breeze,
my form pulled along with ease.
I try to sneak down and show,
that I still carry on you know.
My corpse lies rotting in the dark,
Why is that rat eating with my heart?
Cannot it not find some other food,
why cannot it detect my foul mood?
All I wanted was somewhere to stay,
What I saw there I will not say,
I promised to take it to the grave,
So fulfilled was the promise I made.
All it took was about two shots,
and they completly ruined my looks.
Now I rot away in forgotton dark,
watching thid rat eat my heart.
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