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Date Posted: 16:36:47 07/20/04 Tue
Author: Black Daisy
Subject: Ha ha
In reply to: Black Daisy 's message, ".+. Grey one, ra'ad .+." on 19:58:28 07/19/04 Mon

"I do not know what life being a killer is like, i have never killed an innocent or otherwise horse. And i do not plan on it. I love kids, but i'm not ready yet." *My com. is whackin out.*

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[> .thunderstruck -- ra'ad, 17:07:15 07/20/04 Tue

never? wow you don't know what you are missing out on babe, but hey if you are pure of heart don't let me stop you

a sinister smirk curled his lips into an upward fashion, his twin thorns swivelling perpendicular atop his regal crown; his ooids perceived her and yet they did not seem to rest upon this femme fatale . instead, they saw nothingness, a simple void . lost in thought for a moment, he shook his long, twisted dreadlocks and focused back to his conversation; the first had for a very long time . no one said they were innocent, sweetheart . some horses deserve to die for things that they have done . he breaks off, lost once again in deep thought, his chasms glazing over quietly . still alert he moves his torso forwards and then back, forwards and then back, impatient to ride the back of the wind and get some dirt under his hooves . so, where exactly is the lead of this place, i daresay she'd want to knwo that horses are arriving finally . he spots, in the distance, a new tyrant; galloping into the grounds . not much notice is taken but a quick, sharp, piercing neigh and a defiant dagger raised in the air to slam upon the hard terrain greets him in the way one of an evil heart can

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