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The_Scorpion
tasting like onions and syrup
goalienan
and smelling like putrid dirt
The_Scorpion
on a cold winter's night
crtbud
that transitions seamlessly to day
Owlscrying
up into the night sky
truethat
came to help truethat's thread

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http://www.unexplained-mysteries.com/forum...p;#entry2024210
Lady_Anvilabeel
beams of auric lights dance
The_Scorpion
brightly in the magical sky
goalienan
magenta ribbons in the sun
Owlscrying
beams shining, magnifying mystic visions
The_Scorpion
that enlighten the way to


(btw owlscrying, I made you some sigs in the sig thread tongue.gif I saw you made a request a couple of months ago)
Owlscrying
honeybees in gardens of thought

Lady_Anvilabeel
planing future and working hard
goalienan
the queen bee taking charge
Owlscrying
producing hives of royal jelly

The_Scorpion
to feast on with friends
BigBadBill
QUOTE (mentalman @ Nov 19 2007, 05:26 AM) *
right here's the drill. everyone posts 5 words, in corispondace to the last 5 words.
eg,
me: one day in the small
someone else:village of kirkcowan a boy
another guy: found a ball on a
some other person: shed roof near the old
ect,,,,,
farm down by the lake
get it?

lets go.




it was eerily cold that,,,,,

Beckys_Mom
QUOTE (the_scorpion @ Dec 8 2007, 09:07 AM) *
to feast on with friends


until humans came and..
Sporkling
talk and talk and talk
henrychalder
about the curviness of Pocahontas
Owlscrying
being so way out of reach

The_Scorpion
that it can't be sensed
PerCepTion
QUOTE (the_scorpion @ Dec 8 2007, 09:34 AM) *
that it can't be sensed
The presence of talking peaches
Sporkling
the peaches that are delicious
goalienan
the trees bear golden fruit
Owlscrying
partaking wisdom of the earth

Lady_Anvilabeel
we take and replant again
Light'sShadow
until they're fine and dandy
Owlscrying
soul stirring-sweet and fresh

Lady_Anvilabeel
always looking for vast improvement
Owlscrying
returning into splendor and refinement

The_Scorpion
only to feel once again
MUM24/7
disillusioned, disappointed, disjointed and blue
henrychalder
dancing round shaking their rattles
The_Scorpion
for all to witness this
goalienan
horrible darkness in the tombs
Light'sShadow
dead things rise and devour
atom286
QUOTE (Angelic_Demon @ Dec 9 2007, 11:08 PM) *
dead things rise and devour


The things that mean the
henrychalder
Minotaur, with trepidation I stepped
goalienan
carefully over bones and ashes
Owlscrying
into nightfall and shifting shadows
The_Scorpion
Until I reached the edge
Owlscrying
a vortex of angel light

The_Scorpion
swirling around me like flames
1.618
QUOTE (the_scorpion @ Dec 10 2007, 11:35 AM) *
swirling around me like flames


enviously licking at living bodies
Sporkling
and the food has ate
goalienan
the flesh from my hands
The_Scorpion
leaving gaping wounds and cuts
Owlscrying
criss-crossing whispering far inside

goalienan
seeping from the skin pores
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