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But smooth soft skin
Ever cold body with eyes of
Rock she sits high above any human
And towers above any cloud –She sits all
Alone waiting for someone to conquer her
On other days she sits and waits for her next victim
To become overwhelmed by her ever cold breath





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Andrew K. said...
Oct. 29, 2009 at 10:09 pm
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
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