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About Me

Things that twist in black and blue, lasorated, scared, and brused. Looking glasses seem much nicer with enough lives to siffer. Understand me you can't for I am lost within this rant. Panic rush, I've seen her blush. Eden is a lost souls must. I can't help you, you won't help me... mortal wounds only seem to sting. Loving pain and living wisps, my dire thoughts a lonely list. Who could find my killing cut before it spreads to far and the doors all shut?

My Interests

We are interested in everything... as long as it is worth while and correctly known.

I'd like to meet:

Only those who know the truth about what I am.

Music:

The sound of a thousand singing souls....

Movies:

Other peoples lives...

Television:

We don't waste our time there...

Books:

All of them...

Heroes:

we have no heroes other than our self.

My Blog

my enamel

Glossed and glitz, the glam will some day fade. My face of beauty will some day change. My youth is a small step in an ever changing phase. I make so many promises never stopping to think on how ma...
Posted by Death's Child on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Inspire....

A name of power and a thought of unclear wisdom. Evil glares, unsaught stares. Happy faces have no place here. With the weather warming soon chill october nears, the shadow of all your fears. The ...
Posted by Death's Child on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST