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Poetry

January 6, 2013
By Anonymous

Who could be bored
With the immense hoard
From beastly lore
Coming through my kitchen door
At the strike of four
I see my shadow drift down shore
But who would bare the knightly sword
Of Night, Horror, and Gore
Leading to a life
Toward
Pain and Struggle



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