Book work |
~There are new Gods in the world of men, created of our own beliefs and fears; they are who we wish we were, and what we can not help to be. They are made of what minor dust falls off a billion ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 09:57:00 GMT |
yay pics from vaca |
http://cuntishness.livejournal.com/572559.html reasons why I love ? NOLA.....Damit I miss home, you would think that I would be over this obsession with the south, but I miss it and i love...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 14:59:00 GMT |
Sorrow |
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~Love is weeping,
For it shall die my pet.
My beautiful one,
Incased in seductive arrogance,
My self-professed angel,
Of...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 07:58:00 GMT |
As Dark as rain |
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As dark as rain, in the twilight hours of the longest night,
A raven sits on an ebony branch,
And werewolves cr...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 07:57:00 GMT |
The Harlots Hand |
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The harlot's speech,
Sweet as saccharin whispers,
Nibbling the ears of her gentlemen callers.
The harlot...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 07:55:00 GMT |
Checkmate |
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Checkmate
~She has signed your downfall with an assertion,
Sealed in an idea,
Wrapped in serrated fabrication.
My preci...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 07:54:00 GMT |
Angels in the Snow |
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~And she offered herself at his alter
As he drank the emotional flood
Pouring from her parted lips
The shar...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 07:39:00 GMT |
