My corpse , all rotting and smelling and such
But i still love him , oh i still love him so much
His heart beats of ture passion
His young Mate , ful of fashon
She thinks she like him , loves him so
Not in my world , oh no no no.
I will bring him to hell with me
so we will live happy
Now thats the key
Key of life
I dont have it anymore
Passing down the my other corps
His young mate
Oh here comes my fate
on to the hell gate ,
Oh , But i still love him oh i love him so much
Next time , Oh next time , His luck will run out.
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I wanted to right something from kikyou , a poem or somthing. Hope You like it. if the spelling is off jest e-mail me the word and i will fix it. thanks for reveiwing , stupidisstupiddose and Iadorekikyou.