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Wednesday, October 11, 2006


Poetry
This is the Fire element Peom,

FIRE

As I'm being engulfed in flame,
Little Demons are dancing on my skin.
As I'm being engulfed in flame,
My eyes begin to water.
As I'm being engulfed in flame,
My skin begins to crumble.
As I'm being engulfed in flame,
I realize, how lucky I was to die such a nice death, comparred to all of the others.

~Hanabi

This is a story of Pain, the girl died a painful death, and slow. The girls name was Yuli, she was a great friend of mine to.

You shall now be protected, by the four elements

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