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Date Posted: 11:11:28 05/27/02 Mon
Author: Midnight Horror
Subject: Walk in

>^He runs in bucking and rearing.for thy shant get in his way he shant have to trie to show that he's evil for thats just stupid and makes you look like you are tring to be evil for he is not thoughs goodie goodie typ neither the othershe just ruthlessly looks for a kill he kill mosly what lys in his way and annoys him then the slow agony of death may rais apon thoe.A scream 'mitted.from thy soalom chest as thy baruslm hits the air.

>^.Dont worry little one.
.I am not going to hurt you.
.I just whanna play alittle game.
.One you never knew off.
.And one you will never know of.
.Come on and play come into the forsest.
.Where the restles relay.
.And the dead lay.
.For thats what you are now.
.Beacuse you are in my grasp of pleasure now.
.So dont delay.

He rears as he cont from what he has to say from his pleasur and game.Tis fun to kill but doesnt know if tis fun to be killed but did her care he like the slow suffering kills that he lays 'pon the foolish or goodie.There fate and twas his power to make it...

Don't cry for the horses,
That life has been killed,
for dead horses,
Forever to be,
Don't cry for the horses,
Now in Hells hands,
As as we dance and prance,
To a Dreadfull song ,
They were ours as Pleasur,
But never to keep,
As they close their eyes,
Forever to sleep,
Their spirits broken and dead,
On the road to hell,
A million Dead horses,
Against Firery sky,
Look down into ell,
You will see them balow,
The horses we killed,
The horses we killed,
Manes and tails Burnning,
They gallop through time,
They were never yours,
They were all mine,
Don't cry for the horses,
They will be back someday,
For us to kill agian,
They will show us the way,
Do you hear that Horried nicker,
Close to your ear,
Don't cry for the horses,

-=+CAPTION+=-
-Retrudan-
-Stallion-
-6^Years of age-
-PLeasure of killing-
-Black-
-Usaly the hunter not the hunted-
-Games the scan killings the plan-

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Replies:

.a play toy? how fun. -- Wrath, 16:04:35 05/27/02 Mon
- ooc--Already Done -- Hannah, 16:08:49 05/27/02 Mon
  - lol -- Dani, 16:19:35 05/27/02 Mon
    - :-) -- Hannah, 06:53:39 05/28/02 Tue