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Subject: .it wasnt me---ok maybe it was.


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.lieing.crime.
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Date Posted: 11:15:11 09/14/02 Sat
In reply to: Bruno 's message, "-*-sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell-*-" on 10:27:22 09/14/02 Sat

In these, the darkest hours
Who is really to blame
For things unexplained?
What reasons have you to believe
That such a thing
Could be done
By me?
For I am a simpleton
Simple in every way
Plain brown hair
Plain brown eyes
Not too tall
Nor too short
With every aspect of
My life straightforward
So who’s to say
That I three
That they were slain by me?
That knife there isn’t mine
The markings don’t match
My house script
It is those of the higher
Those of power
Them who never liked my mind
My thoughts or inspirations
The brilliant provocations I had
And that is why
I must tell you now
That the still warm
On the edge of that blade
Is mine
For I was the first to die
Yet not by as they all claim
It was
Plain and simple
Because they didn’t approve
Of the fact that I
Had ideas and ponderings
Of the fact that I
Wasn’t corrupted in the way
That they all were
So here I am
Dressed up in my best
And settled in this satin lined
Wooden box
Telling you all
My sorrowful tale
Of malice and unforgettable
Crime


.it wasnt me i swear.


.liver coloured pit leaps off of the dumb one and onto the stupid one, he latches onto throat of Bruno and forces him to release mercedes, he grbas a legs and shakes his head furiosly untill he hears a sick .


.ok maybe it was.

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-*-sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell-*-Bruno11:22:48 09/14/02 Sat



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