06-13-2006, 05:56 PM
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why God permits evil
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Location: Serious Discussion
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Re: The Noble Exhumed -- Nightmares Pile Like Bodies
Orionism
An inhuman melody screams of laughter. Joy in every little passing ember. I tore my way through a jugular. Eyes now without a body beneath. Perhaps you'd remember, I freed her soul that night. This steel, it would look so ravishing in you, don't you think? This light blue hue wasn't just made, it was found for you. Can I count the ways you've died, if only in my mind? All I shall reap, is what you have sown. Go ahead, Call it in. Unanswered cries. In this world, there is no 911, not a single telephone. Here, communication goes one way. This is your only operator. I'm sorry, we're in service. I was shattered to spite myself. Only the broken shard of glass yields a cut, and no temptation is sweeter than the spillage of your blood. Life is so fleeting...at least, it runs from me.
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