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Date Posted: 16:27:56 01/09/03 Thu
Author: .x.X.criminal.X.x.
Subject: .x.X.hang me.X.x.



.x.X.gilded temptress made her ingression upon the terrain, auditory apparatuses pricked, detecting the sound of battle. electric shiver of adrenaline rushed down viens, pallid banner held high as serpentine tossed carved visage, amber organs of vision searching for thy battle, before they spy the mahogany beast fighting the pallid mare. halt of pinnions made, tendrils slapping gently against boa with movement, chassis held still. what to do? hang, escape or observe? hmm...the choice all face. why help the other mare? she may not be a blackblood, while the steed had this...look about him. but he also carried the scent of another land. toss of dial given, what did she know? she two was almost a stranger in this land, she held no loyalty to it. pinions carry she closer to equines, occuli watching. who ever won would be weak. who knows? maybe then she could strike. gilded beastian waited away from the battling equines, watching, waiting.X.x.

.x.X.hang me.X.x.

.x.X.hang me.X.x.


I plead guilty
Good Sir Judge,
I’m not better ‘n’ trash
Or gray murky sludge.
I plead guilty
To a life of crime,
Oh I know it’s not glamorous
No wonders or wine.
But it fuels my desire
To destroy and kill,
It’s like a game
And ‘good’ guys are nil.
So dare you play
With my rules?
It’s my game
And I get the tools.
Oh I’m gonna hang
That’s assured,
But I am but one
Haven’t ya heard?
There are many more
On the way
They’re all sweet ‘n’ innocent…
Or so they say.
So I plead guilty
That’s all I have to speak,
But I’ll have the last laugh
At the end of the week.
From down below I’ll look up above
And see you fighting more street sludge,
Some will hang and some will not
And in the end you’ll be the ones to rot.



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