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mine own battle:

Member since 2001 · Posted 16 Mar 2002 · 3 comments

a sooner state of mind light blindly stabbing forward in sight pray to your dominion slight your animal howl in the night bend, twist deadlock strike fizz of fear in merciless fright static crackle, crunch of bite strike me down with tempered might those of you who wield the sword of smite

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[2] nentwined 16-Mar-02/1:21 AM Reply

"forward in sight" reads as "forward incite", and it hurts my mental ear to rip it to the written meaning... I also don't get "sooner state of mind light". The rhyming, and the "smite" don't work for me, and I can't get a cohesive image or statement out of it. :(

[1] god'swife 28-Aug-02/10:58 PM Reply

Fizz of fear? Really. Fizz of fear?

[n/a] razorgrin 29-Aug-02/5:55 AM Reply

holy crap, it actually says "fizz of fear". God's Wife, I thought you were mocking it or something, but "fizz of fear"? what the foosh?