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Post by Insane Burtonite on Nov 4, 2005 23:06:01 GMT -5
...A poem by Tim Burton.
Her skin is white cloth And she's all sewn apart And she has many colored pins Sticking out of her heart
She has many different Zombies Who are deeply in her trance She even has a Zombie Who was originally from France
But she knows she has a curse on her A curse she cannot win For if someone gets too close to her
The pins stick farther in.
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Post by Burton'sMuse on Nov 4, 2005 23:09:15 GMT -5
Wow... that was beautiful. He really is amazing
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Post by burtonsbuddy on Nov 5, 2005 6:03:25 GMT -5
Thats good!! Aww, He is just a genius!!
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Post by Corpse Kiss on Nov 5, 2005 19:20:53 GMT -5
I really love that poem! Thanks for sharing.
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Post by Insane Burtonite on Nov 6, 2005 12:33:01 GMT -5
No problem! I found it on another site, and I thought it was just...really good. Tim Burton is extra great.
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Post by Burton'sMuse on Nov 6, 2005 14:28:06 GMT -5
Extra extra great
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Post by Cici_Rose on Nov 7, 2005 13:38:08 GMT -5
Whoa, great poem. He's such a genius ^ ^
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