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Subject: $ Love is a Crime $

Author:
Lore

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Date Posted: 00:59:42 04/25/04 Sun
In reply to: Marrok 's message, "∙.∙. Hello there, the angel from my ngihtmare .∙.∙" on 00:31:10 04/25/04 Sun

		Dazzle _{by Siouxsie & The Banshees}_... The stars that shine and the stars that shrink In the face of stagnation the water runs Before your eyes... Swallowing diamonds A cutting throat Your teeth when you grin Reflecting beams on tombstones A jamboree of surprises Playing Russian roulette Or the Lucky Dip A clenched fist to your heart Coal dust on your lungs A silver tongue for the chosen one Heavy magnum in your side or a bloody thorn Skating bullets on angel dust In a dead sea of fluid mercury Baby piano cries Under your heavy index & thumb Pull some strings -- let them sing The stars that shine and the stars that shrink In the face of stagnation the water runs Before your eyes... Dazzle -- It's a glittering prize Before your eyes... It's a glittering prize...
Not all phantoms make for pleasant company, mon cher. - Charcoal lash masking her gaze, her figure remained still as a statue. Back straight, shoulders back, and chin up. Cigar brought to her painted lips once more, a drag had been taken and smoke exhaled from her lips like the phantoms they were speaking of. Did she have phantoms or skeletons in her closet? well, not the metaphorical kind anyway. So sue her. Lore wanted her meal to go and forgot to throw out the package. Cheshire grin granted to the handsome male, the dress tie she wore became undone, hanging loosely from around her neck as her slender digits splayed across his chest. - I can assure you that I am far better company.

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Subject	Author	Date
∙.∙. your time is up and your parol has begun .∙.∙	Marrok	01:09:37 04/25/04 Sun