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Judge
Kachina

DeathDeath is still deciding, he doesn't know what to do. He is pondering, me or him...or you? Death is lurking leery, listening to heartfelt pounds Who has done more rights? Who as done more wrongs? He is ever closer now, a shadow at our backs. I feel his preasance, a feather's breath on our necks. To whom is is here for, which will answer his call? Will they be good hearted, or deserving of they're fall? He circles ever closer, still lost in his debate. Black whispy robes trailing, his hands hold our fate. I can almost hear him speak, the voice of Death. It's in my ear, barely morDeath
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DON'T PANIC
You remember me? It's me, Daniel, from TSTC in the DMD department about a year or so back.
HAHA! Friggen youtube brought me over to your page over here, how nuts is that?! What you been up to?!
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The bone that binds, the lace to please,
May draw a lover to their knees,
The curve of bust, hip and waist
embraced by scarlet, gold, or lace...
don't tell me you purged all that from memory *sheds a tear*
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The bone that binds, the lace to please,
May draw a lover to their knees,
The curve of bust, hip and waist
embraced by scarlet, gold, or lace...
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My love is like the Tardis It appears so small and blue on the outside. Once you accept it and enter, it is boundless inside.
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The bone that binds, the lace to please,
May draw a lover to their knees,
The curve of bust, hip and waist
embraced by scarlet, gold, or lace...
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Reality is the original Rorschach.
Verily! So much for all that.
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