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13

A lonely house in
haunting mist

to chill a dragons
breath

six and seven
two on eleven

sleeping in the
jaws of death

ther stands a tomb
in a beasly room

a child both
young and old

a smell of rot
besidde the cot

a deed of doom
that will be told

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Yeah, that's being 13 exactly....
awsome poem XD (its your friend saranne) i love it lol comment on some of mine xxx
awsome poem XD (its your friend saranne) i love it lol comment on some of mine xxx