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 Chill
 Ode to Michael Jackson's life as I imagine it.. may he rest in peace.
 
A mask of darkness hides the once bright light
as a webb of terror enters his room.
He attempts to scream in silence, fearful,
gulping, as the ghost rises from the tomb.

With eyes of scarlet that pierce through his soul
the blood sucking beast knows his inner fears.
Its outstretched evil arms disturb his peace.
Awed, he trembles as the raving corpse nears.

His still body is caressed by a chill
as the fierce phanthom prepares for the kill.


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Mικρουλι
22-07-2009 @ 07:33
Excellent!! ::up.:: ::yes.:: ::up.::
wint_rip
22-07-2009 @ 07:45
niiiiice!
Simos_Vassilis
22-07-2009 @ 08:01
Superb ::theos.::
rosestar
22-07-2009 @ 08:37
Unfortunately Michael Jackson was un unhappy man.

I like his songs and I believe that he was unique, because he had great voice and so on...
swordfish
22-07-2009 @ 10:31
::up.:: ::up.:: ::smile.::
Helene52
22-07-2009 @ 13:54
Υπέροχο !!!!!
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