

untitled"You are a good friend, So please trust me. Now swallow.. ..No! I won't tell you!"untitled


Our Grace Ablaze AbloomOur grace ablaze abloom, In the art within your womb, And the bright golden spheres, In our black drawn years, They will all unwall our tomb ..with great interest and care.Our Grace Ablaze Abloom


less breath, less corrosionalive in vacuum on display disinfected for none to seeless breath, less corrosion


Key of CoalThe keys carry eachother, Having opened one another, Walking, Longing for the only lock of their shape, Swimming, Availing for seekers a means to escape, By giving in to the brother.Key of Coal
The second key will never, Surrender to whomever, Wishing, Granting to none the boon of movement, Singing, Owing to its sister of gold, the brilliant, Treason and the will to sever.
For he is the Prince of Hearts, And the sister is the sacred Diamond, That replaced his own free soul..
The add's appreciated, but do I know you?
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Remember....Stupid people shouldn't breed.
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What can it matter to me, that I succeed or fail?
Le vent. Hésitant. Roule une cigarette d'air.
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"It's an illusion. No spell can reshape the side of a mountain like that. I disbelieve and walk off the 500' cliff."
It's all true. The boogeyman is real, and you found him. -Otis B. Driftwood, R.I.P.
Deviant of My Heart: ~Apollo-Deathblade
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