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Death fears no one, spoke the homicidal heathen.

The DJ and The Saint.

The Machine and the rayne.

We are all torn asunder within the cats eyes of the wiccan

jynxed angels fly paper hearts of our headwreck

The Storm Knight and the gothic Raven Goddess spook us

The eternal

Hunhee drips from the beans water

The lord of sins embraces the punk princess

The brass fushion of ideas within the Reapers onyx

Creature of the nyte sees the manicqueens shade.......

ever dark.

(Feel free to continue and/or add your own verses... or start your own poem.)

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Ok so i thought is try... shoot me if it sucks...

Slogo into the pale munin light

for we seek the Angel of Death in all Angry_Darkness.

But what we find is the Candyman

waiting to take us to threw the gates of Saint Germain.

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