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by Paigexisxaxbum Oct 17, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / fantasy, mystical
Blood stains the dirt This garden holds hurt Evil creatures roam through the dark Their eyes glisten a paranormal smirk They must come from Hell More like fell More like dreamed up from a terriable horror Breathed from a corner A corner that never sleeps, never dies Because it never tries....betch.