the ripperA Poem by quill of shadowswriten for a contest about jak the ripperprowling the street in the dead of night prawling for my viktom a whor will diy tonight i slit her throght with the utmost of care a feeling of power into her cold eyes i stare to walk thees streets at night is the furthist thing from smart for i lerk in the shadows reddy to rip u apart
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2 Reviews Added on June 2, 2009 Last Updated on September 24, 2010 Authorquill of shadowsOmak, WAAboutim willie ever since i was able to hold a pencle i fownd myself drawing every chance i got however in recent years iv discoverd that writing was another relevant and usfull form of exprestion and ange.. more..Writing
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