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Name: tatlitug
Birthday: Dec 27 1996
Location: turkey
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Thu, 10 Nov 2016

Membership: Member

Personal Bio
>>>I Want To Die

Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
To my own permanent and eternal home
You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.

In my real home I see the news
Coming from the lipstick coated lips
In the television of my molten death
People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.


The only son of my father
The only darling of my mother
Fainted repeatedly on the cushion
Peal like tear drops coming from my beloved son,
Friends and relatives express grief in the community hall,
All these excite me and I sought to say'' I love you all.''

For the first time in my life in my last ritual I listen
From those men that I was really a very very good man.
In such intense atmosphere of gloom and sad
My heart cheers and I become too much glad.

The Legend of Snake Hollow (a halloween spirit)

Tick, tick, tick, echoed the miners pick
Unleashing the captive from the depths below
The guardian of the treasures soul
Deep within the Long Range Mine
Two spirits struggled inside one mind
Greeds effervescence filled the cave
Twice absorbed into its slave

Lick, lick, lick, flame on tin candlestick
Ole Jim Crow who knew no match
Blindsided by foe, at Owens; dispatched
Thirty five years from that foul fate
It Turned Albrother inside its gate

Tick, tick, tick, as the clock does chime
Three and fifty from former date
Enraptured hells picolinate
Uninhibited behind closed walls
They could only hear one outside fall

Click, click, click, taps its toes in time
And to this day they say its seen
Roaming the hills and hollow between
Lantern aglow and with its pick
Looking for soul or mind to inflict

Forget it not to latch ones hatch
Keep head attached, avoid being snatched

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