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Date Posted: 20:32:22 07/03/02 Wed
Author: ThE sLaYeR
Author Host/IP: spider-to051.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.204.66
Subject: .death ain't your style.
In reply to: [.v.a.l.i.e.n.t.e.] 's message, "| they call me death |" on 20:16:42 07/03/02 Wed

.that tune. .does it frighten you?. .the sound of your death chime. .as snakes envelope your very being. .fangs sinking. .into your matted frame. .the venom stringing. .through your veins. .your scream. .but no one comes to your mercy. .only the strong. .prevail. .let the weak. .sink into the very pits of heaven.
	.twisted smile betwixts solemn labia, facial features coiling into a mess. pores swell, inhaling. satisfacted glint 'o ebonite glares within crimson hued oricles. the spheres in which nothing settles, going on for days on end of nothingness. detecting nothing in sight within but the glowing of a flickering flame. soft hiss departs larynx 'o the traveling. encircling creatures. the hell showing its disapproval of the confrontation.

.that tune.

.does it frighten you?.

.the sound of your death chime.

.as snakes envelope your very being.

.fangs sinking.

.into your matted frame.

.the venom stringing.

.through your veins.

.your scream.

.but no one comes to your mercy.

.only the strong.

.prevail.

.let the weak.

.sink into the very pits of heaven.

.twisted smile betwixts solemn labia, facial features coiling into a mess. pores swell, inhaling. satisfacted glint 'o ebonite glares within crimson hued oricles. the spheres in which nothing settles, going on for days on end of nothingness. detecting nothing in sight within but the glowing of a flickering flame. soft hiss departs larynx 'o the traveling. encircling creatures. the hell showing its disapproval of the confrontation.

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