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Post by Morticia on Oct 12, 2015 22:40:47 GMT -8
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Post by Morticia on Oct 12, 2015 23:34:19 GMT -8
I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush A universe so still One million years, and I will say your name YOUR POST GOES HERE!
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Post by Morticia on Oct 13, 2015 1:13:16 GMT -8
all the kids cried out please stop you're scaring me I can't help this awful energy  god damn right you should be scared of me who is in control? Zombie ipsum reversus ab viral inferno, nam rick grimes malum cerebro. De carne lumbering animata corpora quaeritis. Summus brains sit, morbo vel maleficia? De apocalypsi gorger omero undead survivor dictum mauris. Hi mindless mortuis soulless creaturas, imo evil stalking monstra adventus resi dentevil vultus comedat cerebella viventium. Qui animated corpse, cricket bat max brucks terribilem incessu zomby. The voodoo sacerdos flesh eater, suscitat mortuos comedere carnem virus. Zonbi tattered for solum oculi eorum defunctis go lum cerebro. Nescio brains an Undead zombies. Sicut malus putrid voodoo horror. Nigh tofth eliv ingdead. Cum horribilem walking dead resurgere de crazed sepulcris creaturis, zombie sicut de grave feeding iride et serpens. Pestilentia, shaun ofthe dead scythe animated corpses ipsa screams. Pestilentia est plague haec decaying ambulabat mortuos. Sicut zeder apathetic malus voodoo. Aenean a dolor plan et terror soulless vulnerum contagium accedunt, mortui iam vivam unlife. Qui tardius moveri, brid eof reanimator sed in magna copia sint terribiles undeath legionis. Alii missing oculis aliorum sicut serpere crabs nostram. Putridi braindead odores kill and infect, aere implent left four dead. Valkyrie Speak's @tagtagtag Will be used for Valkyrie
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Post by Morticia on Oct 13, 2015 16:51:15 GMT -8
I'll leave you choking On every word you left unspoken #### ♦ @tag Oh the river, oh the river, it's running free. You can. Sweeter than heaven. Tough,. But in order to get to the heart,. We were light and paper thin.. And I've seen it in the flights of birds. Are you hurting the one you love?. Tough,. I hoped that they would clear my mind. And hotter than hell. And hotter than hell. Fell in your opinion. When I'm falling, I'm at peace. I ran to a tower where the church bells chime
It makes such an almighty sound. The blood running through. Wish for falling through the air. And when we first came here,. Louder than bells. Louder than sirens. Out of windows, too. We were cold and we were clear,. Bite your tongue till it tastes like blood.. And we will never be afraid again.. It makes such an all mighty sound. Sweeter than heaven. But I know it'll have to drown me. Wish for the release. And I've fallen on my face
But that drum's still beating loud and clear. And all joy, all the joy it brings to me. That throws me to the ground. Fallen out of trees. It's only when I hit the ground. There's a drumming noise inside my head. But you can. Say my name,. With no colours on our skin.. I've fallen out of favour. And I've fallen from grace. It's just too tough.. To give me some relief. Say my name,. There's a drumming noise inside my head that starts when you're around 
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