visions of doom
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she spoons the devils disciple .A Poem by visions of dooma sweet innocent irish girl walks the shores of old arklow collecting sea shells , when she hears a breathless man cry for help . |
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the ghost of old dalkeyA Poem by visions of doomthis one is for all ye sweet romantic people , he he he |
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who was she ?A Poem by visions of doomi picked up a stranger as i made my way to market on my horse and cart . |
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sweet seductress of fearA Poem by visions of doomto meet such a woman |
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