Post by toni on Dec 9, 2009 22:19:50 GMT -5
As The 14th of febuary draws near, a threat, you'll soon hear. a meanacing voice, shall become clear, something that once was near, now strayed afar, by one's cruel choices. The one who sleeps is suddenly awoken, the night is pierced with cries. Blood stains and fears unravel into this dark twisted mystery, amidst their cruel goodbyes; His pickaxe held high, his shining metal boots are the very last things you'll see before you die.
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