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It is dark in here
I whisper to you...
I feel the breath
Is this you?
Fear is carrying the thoughts so blue
Stay with me close.... I am fightened too....
posted by
merkie
on October 23, 2009 at 9:39 PM
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Good starting. I'll have to think on it. LOL
posted by
TAPS.
on October 21, 2009 at 9:30 PM
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Re: sam444
You can add as much as you want to Sam! I'll probably end up adding more myself.
posted by
calia14
on October 21, 2009 at 7:08 PM
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Re: RomaKay
Thanks for the clarification! Great lines
posted by
calia14
on October 21, 2009 at 7:08 PM
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His time is limited for he makes an annual run
Devoid of ammunitation or loaded gun;
He is menace and preys upon the weak and frail;
His swath without reason nor rhyme, leaves a deadly trail!
It might be too early to come up with a decent stanza, but here is mine! And if it beats me to death mentally, today, I will return to improve! Have a wonderful day, too! sammy 
posted by
sam444
on October 21, 2009 at 7:03 AM
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that stalks through the night, silent
freezing the river's voice
but listen and hear how the wind cries.
Hey. There are two different stories going on in the story time blog. Both totally different from each other. Hawk is still they way it was before, but I'm throwu=ing Grey in to as its being written to get some feedback on it. I'm glad to be back!
posted by
RomaKay
on October 21, 2009 at 4:36 AM
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