Does it not haunt us?
Gnawing at our heart and soul
truculent lifes walk
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Does it not haunt us?
Gnawing at our heart and soul
truculent lifes walk
Oops, thats what I get for thinking to long.....
pleasure to meet you Zanna, I've been really busy at work so I haven't been around lately
*sticks out hand for a shake*
*shakes hand solemly* Nice to meet you, too. I seem to have that trouble, too. :)
maybe a fix?
resurface again
human nature does, and now
truculent lifes (lives?) walk
Interesting word . . . dunno if I used it right!
Truculent - cruel, savage, destructive
good to know. I'll have to find out how to say it. :) "Stop it, you truculent cur!"
Truculent lives walk.
Succulent cacti eaten.
Dracula's coming....
Dracula's coming....
With blood dripping from his lips
His victim is dead
Nice holiday thought (?)
his victim is dead
so the story has been told...
her cries echo still
her cries echo still
from the regions of hell's fire
burn eternally
Burn eternally
pass the sun in radiance,
damned by misfortune.
damned by misfortune
(and I suppose cowardice)
I rail against fate
I rail against Fate,
amusing Her yet again -
gales shout their disdain
Gales shout their disdain,
Waves crash; tiny grains of sand,
Beaches abandoned
Beaches abandoned
Fish floating dead on the shore.
Oil drains from tanker.