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Creature (My Love)
I was here once before, seeing nothing of purity
no effort made by anybody.
Ingratesall around me, no appreciation for all the beauty.
Emptiness and Death
they wait for it to be.
No...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 12:59:00 GMT |
Dead Again |
The soul will find itself, alone. Dark thoughts of deaths brightness. No one in the world to pry in my time of secrecy. Surrounded by silence in this solitude which is not lonliness. Before the...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Mar 2006 17:37:00 GMT |
Demonology |
Demonology
"The other shape,If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none,Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb;Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd;For each se...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Oct 2005 05:30:00 GMT |
Deviltry |
Deviltry The timeless parable of Faust inevitably provokes the same moral awakening in virtually everyone, the haunting siren call of ethics, the powerful insight: "I could have cut a better deal than...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Oct 2005 05:11:00 GMT |
