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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Its the remake

There is a frightened calm
settled through my veins and single thinking

Stripes of red and white

And I cant think to write


Horror on the TV

When gore is something to laugh at but then it rots
Posted by Michael Bellmore at 9:26 AM

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