AssassinsA Poem by AmandaRandom drabble that has nothing to do assassins specifically
They were always two,
The Deadly Duo, Sinister and lovely, The best they could be. No one ever knew why, They one day took to the skies. Some say they had finally met their match, Others said they were just ready to hatch, But only I know the truth: The assassins grew out of their youth, And became the masters of their wing, Instead of puppets on a string. © 2012 AmandaAuthor's Note
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Added on August 5, 2012 Last Updated on October 8, 2012 AuthorAmandaMAAbouti haven't been on this website in like three years??? oh my god everything is so s****y??? body, a:hover {cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/others/oth-8/oth704.cur), progress !important;} more..Writing
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