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Her Ghost Cried She died for their crime
Left in the ground to bide her time
But her spirit it flyed
Into the night
Her spirit it made them dance
Scream and heel to her trance
For her tears left blood stains
And played many mind games
They thought it was one of them having
Good fun
Little did they know
That the first would die in snow
The second after an angry row
The third and final one
Died as he drove
The police they couldn't understand
What happened to these men
For as they looked them over
They saw mangled and towarn limbs
Her tears did this
Or so the legends say
No human could die naturally this way
She left them for d
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Deviousness `anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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Would you mind if I attempted to make a digital version of this?
I'm still learning and I believe this would be enough of a challenge to last me awhile.
All credit for your work will be provided and links will be provided in the description.
It seems I'm not the only one who loves this piece!