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PostPosted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 12:48 am
by rasfari flowers

She needs no introduction her name is encrusted in fame,
Yes the name, the name encrusted in fame.
Her aura destroys the boys with paint on their faces,
Her prescence is magic.

This is life.
A soulbound trigger.

From edge to edge we swim
And find nothing.

Only if we swim, encrusted in fame.

PostPosted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 6:05 pm
by Clare
Hi Rasfari,

A nice one, like it. And I especially like your title !