The DeadA Poem by ManleyThey fall from the sky All around us creeping as they spy Watching our every move... Haunting... Possessing Can you see them, hear them? Everywhere rising from the ground... Through the trees Recycling over time The sands our running out Are you ready?
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2 Reviews Added on June 17, 2008 Last Updated on June 17, 2008 AuthorManleyHatteras, NCAboutHi!!!!!!!! My Name is Manley, as you already know from my profile name. Im 6' 1", dark skin, brown eyes, black hair. Love to listen to any kind of metal, some of the bands I listen to range .. more..Writing
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