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BLACK MASS, BLACK MAGIC BLACK SO VERY TRAGIC. BLACK BOOK, BLACK LIST BLACKMAIL, BLACK KISS BLACK HOLE, BLACK SUN BAD LUCK! BLACK MAN.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/487116"><title>WoRds WiThout</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/487116</link><description>Darkness beckons, lost souls unknown Fire fills the void inside Peace prevails past the final destination You can run but you cannot hide Oxygen fills our lungs with life Misery and sorrow define tomorrow Happiness sears the core as a knife Let freedom reign and the rest will follow. Blood and...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/486259"><title>The Creator</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/486259</link><description>I couldn't do what you do In a lot of ways you're a better man So I eulogise your strength, compassion whilst we share this precious air whilst you're still there. a prodigal fruit fallen far from the tree Chip off the old nothing Paying homage to the one. and only True creator of me</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/486197"><title>CRONUS</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/486197</link><description>by Ron Leadbetter Cronus, the son of Uranus and Gaia and the youngest of the twelve Titans. His wife was also one of the Titans, since he married his sister Rhea. Their offspring were Demeter, Hestia, Hera, Hades, Poseidon and Zeus. It is written that Uranus, who in one version, hid his children...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/485547"><title>Ghosts</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/485547</link><description>Embrace the ghosts of loved ones lost To the faithfully departed From the brocken hearted Lost in time the absentee host How can you stop it when it never really started?</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/485109"><title>Colour Me Dirty</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/485109</link><description>Bare bottoms everywhere, Clean and filthy underwear, Pleasant banter in the air, Chitter chatter here and there. The rippling muscles beneath the skin, Of working men flexing within. Rising freely as the steam, Their inhibitions to me it seems. But what do I know I stand alone, Sore as a thumb so...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/484346"><title>Imminent Danger</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/484346</link><description>imminent danger precariously lurks, Where sky meets ocean beyond intangible dreams. Where is the justice and what of luck? Oh my God! I can still hear the screams.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/484141"><title>THE RESISTANCE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/484141</link><description>maybe I'll just lie low Till the dust dies down, Become the earth beneath the ground And burrow Burrow till the earth is sore, Blistered and bruised with our burden to bear. Or fade away into the darkness There's empathy there. Oh the sirens in the midnight air! Searing through my clandestine...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/483720"><title>Blood and Tears</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/483720</link><description>blood and tears live here! Perverts personify our darkest thoughts. Thats food for thought and not grounds for fear. Words have no meaning when lives are lost.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/483108"><title>The Forsaken</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunorc/483108</link><description>bind me And cast me away in rags, gag my spirit, drench it in drag Labotomise my very innate ambition wrap Me in darkness beyond recognition Banish my will for a thousand years. In cryogenic surroundings Muffle my thoughts so no one hears, You are better without me anyway! Take my soul and cast...</description></item></rdf:RDF>