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In these demon days
It's so cold inside
So hard for a good soul to survive
[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=#ffffff borderwidth=3px; width: 400px; overflow: auto; height: 56px; text-align: justify; font: 12px arial; color: #ffffff; padding: 20px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 20px;]Ankou glanced over at Holli. "This is the fallen angel, Holli. I have given her my mark...Under rule, she is my mate and therefore..." He was cut off by laughter from Damian. "Your mate, eh? Oh, but I thought I was your mate." He purred. Ankou swallowed before his brow furrowed and he growled. "Just because you knocked me up does not mean I am your mate, Damian! That's sick and frankly it's incest as well." He said, raising his voice as he snarled at the demon. His eyes widened slightly when he realized what he'd just said. Damian was grinning. Ankou was the second oldest brother, with Sibhaan being the oldest. Hades chuckled again, "Finished your statement, Death." He said. Ankou looked back at him, his tail lashing back and forth. "She is mine and cannot be harmed by the Other Side...They should not be worrying about this. The guidlines have already been set and they need to p*$$ off." He said, anger and irritation in his voice and eyes, both generated by his brother.[/fancypost]
You can't even trust
the air you breathe
Because mother earth
wants us all to leave
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