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Date Posted: 06:03:28 05/12/02 Sun
Author: rehab
Author Host/IP: dhcp26157069.columbus.rr.com / 24.26.157.69
Subject: rehabilation 'aint pretty, darlin'

blaring, masculine textured silhuoette tends to'ward cyclopsed, briefly united, crescent, hung drearily o'er the dryshod. inky ebony mirage, slips forth, loins tenderly attacking soft foilage b'neath massive features, elonigated 'ward 'ze single opening o' the meadow. a shriek; screech; a cry, as if a banshee 'ad woken from a distant, and disturbed, dream. no, per'aps an insomniac's scream...ah, more like. curtled lips, cuts, sliced demeaningly slips powerfully o'er the curt lyrics, melodic tunes encapping the dramatic pirhuoette, in which the brute tends to flutter, silkily moving for'ward, 'ward 'ze silken grave.

[drugs don't do anything]

opaque splinters, translucent 'mong the heavily burned, furled ebony firmament 'bove, lays the soft, inner feeling of immunity 'ward the chilling fraction of 'ze air, softly whisping 'gainst 'ze scared nehter region of 'ze patriot. paranormal skies, dipping 'ward the inking black fortress, as disapearing, vanishing unto it's inky color, in which the single, turquoise ooid remains poised, staring 'out 'ward 'ze sea.

['cept put you in my watch]

A l i a s

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S e a s o n s

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T i n t a g e

[ inky black ]

A l i g a n c e

[ darkness conquers, dear. ]

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