The ghost her sword

[Angel Shaped Bastard]

Rise, you are chosen.
This sword, your company in war.
Die with honor, naïve spirit.
Legendary howling star...

She fought in the hours of the night,
She broke but never gave up fight.
She fell but stood up to the light.
May her soul be close forever...

Spirits choked, but she brake loose.
Her blood cover her breasts but never dried.
Her hands kept tied around her sword,
untill that very moment, with honor she died.

I can hear her breathing now,
Can hear her dark blood sparkle.
I can here her voice whisper somehow:

'My sword, my love, I left thee...'


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O-Phus:Lord Fear 'I scream in the worlds I bled towards, I see the death moving slowly. Welcome in the pleasuring heaven, doesn't it feels like hell?'

[Dit bericht is aangepast door Angel Shaped Bastard (18-08-2001).]

[An]

She fought in the hours of the night,
She broke but never gave up fight.
She fell but stood up to the light.
May her soul be close forever...


Dit stukje vind ik het allermooist!!!
heb je het echt zelfgeschreven??
Klasse hoor !!!!

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[Angel Shaped Bastard]

An schreef:


She fought in the hours of the night,
She broke but never gave up fight.
She fell but stood up to the light.
May her soul be close forever...


Dit stukje vind ik het allermooist!!!
heb je het echt zelfgeschreven??
Klasse hoor !!!!

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Zelf geschreven, dankje

[~Black~Angel~]

Ik vinnum prachtig.. echt heeeeel mooi... way to go!!!!