

The Battle with the MilitiaIt was a dark and dreary day With the forces of evil in that forest barely held at bay Six of us began that trip By the end two had been given the slip There was Kyle Bronze,The Battle with the Militia
Looking quite like the fonz There was Hampton Ice, You never looked twice There was Nurse Joy, Just a little boy And myself, ray tumbler The one great humbler These were my companions three, Quite a fellowship you must agree
None of us knew what the day had in store, Only one of us had been here once before That was the courageous Kyle, Who would serve as our gui
oh my word.
It is wonderful to know you are here on deviant!
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hallelujah, grace like rain.
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we kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves.
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~3dAC
*UnseenArtists
~wallpaperinc
*wallpaper-club
~Magicka
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My Gallery
My Son's Gallery
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Tired and lonely. Sitting and staring
Weak and filthy. No longer caring
Wasting to nothing. The rubble of you
Hoping for something. Poison where love grew
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~3dAC
*UnseenArtists
~wallpaperinc
*wallpaper-club
~Magicka
and deviant art
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"im a maniac maniac on the floor, and im dancing like ive never danced before"
--agamemnon
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