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Friends look at her and see someone,

stranger's look at her and see something,

she look's at her self and see's nothing.

Friend's see someone kind,

strainger's see something lost,

she see's nothing.

Friend's see shining light,

strainger's see peircing darkness,

no matter what people see, she see's nothing.

So few can see the passion in her word's or the love in her heart, not even her for she see's nothing.

They refuse to eccept and understand

so they wont have to care,

and neither will she,

for she feel's nothing

Friends see her as unique,

stranger's see her as weird,

but she see's nothing.

friend's see her as life,

strainger's see her as death



she see's nothing

Smile!

you're on camera and i am blue

as we tear threw the crew,

the crew of policemen waiting for us,

yes us the felon's!



Like a long legged lady runing the dash,

you kick up the dirt and ill grab the cash.



I look behind me as i hear them round,

those darn policmen have releaced the hound's

the hounds that will surely tear off my face,

the hound's that are matching our fleeing pace.



I feel the pain so sharp and deep,

i look behind me and begin to weep.

There attached to my rear-end

is a wolfish hound with an iron grin.



Now as i lay in the hospital bed,

my butt in a sling, wishing you dead.



What a superb idea my dear old friend,

my commrad in arm's who's life i wish to end.

Why let's rob a store you say,

no one will know... the high lighter trick!

obviously a no no.



And now i have ten stitcke's holding my cheeks

in to mean pinche's and all for what my dear, dear friend but for a twizzler and only one coke.

Modnight came, lingered, and gave way to the hour's when evil stalk's the world.

Darkness yet deeper descended in suffocating fold's on the tiny hemlet, and the few week glimmer's of light yet burning surrendered to the ebony stream. Thick cloying mists oozed slowly through the treets till the cobblestone's where lost from sight beneath writhing reptilian rivers of fog. And in there home's, people slept uneasy; their dream's vision's of ancient eldritch horror, and one by one the awakend,silently, listening to night flowing through the town.

Through the darkness came a sound; clicking, clicking, of claw's apon stone; closer and closer... then silence. Suddenly, demonic howls rent the night, and where answered!, then once again silence descended to grip heart's in numbing torror, only to be shattered once more as terrifying growls and roars of battle erupted.

Only a few had courage to peer between the shutters to witness the force's of darkness. At first, the writhing evil mist's obscured sight; then slowly lifted from the cobblestone's to reveal the fearsome sight...



of two dogs fighting over a bone.