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Nov 2013
A chess game with Death
oh I am so pleased
I had a random pole check
you seem to never think of women

Are you scared that they give birth
is that why they scare the crap out of you
better bite down
for we are the fury

Sit back and relax
let us do Gods bidding
my slow black cloaked fellow
see how swift we do his work

Fear comes in many forms
some in goodness and light
for the beckon of trinity
now for angels do fight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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