My darkness... Roses of blood dance in raven hair, pallid flesh moves with smooth seduction. Ethereal and unreal, shadow given flesh and form. Each night my sins come back to haunt me...
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Hello all, and welcome to my newest collection of dark and/or morbid teenage revelations... Hmm what to say, well... I'm a psychotic teenage girl who's into writing (poetry, stories, and my own lyrics), drawing/painting, anime and singing. Some of my closet friends consider me the classic tortured artist. I wonder why. . . ;P But my real passion lies in Witchcraft and the use of magic in general. I have been described as an enigma, forever in the mysterious darkness. I live to mesmerize, and enjoy it actually. Not necessarily the darkness of heart, but the darkness of mystery... I really don't know what else to say so here are some of my favorite quotes ^^
Rules are meant to be bent if not broken - Cho Hakkai
To live in the past, is to die in the present... - Genjo Sanzo
We're all just living, so that one day we can die... laughing... - Sha Gojyo
Song of the Marionette
His heart beats once or twice for me.
I'll prove it, do you want to see?
It's been ripped out and lacerated.
Never to be congregated.
I am corrupt, I'm not quite lost.
You'll find I'll follow at all costs.
I dance when he tells me to dance.
But every time I fear it's my last.
Why can't I just love him like he'll never let me go?
Heartbreak hurts and candles burn but puppets never know.
Secrets left between his lips will conquer his ego.
So I think that I might lay and die after he lets me go.
I long for what I know is wrong.
I know that I won't last for long.
His fickle taste, his deportation.
Battles with my own salvation.
A girl could wish she'd seen him first.
I've seen him when he's at his worst.
But no song sings as sad as mine.
I'll sing it when he says goodbye.
Why can't I just love him like he'll never let me go?
Heartbreak hurts and candles burn but puppets never know.
Secrets left between his lips will conquer his ego.
So I think that I might lay and die after he lets me go.
My heart no longer beats for him.
He's broken it upon a whim.
It's sad to say, this is the end.
And my heart will never beat again.
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