Oh, whoa!So, I'm back all. Hope this helps other people as much as it does for me.
Ghost to TimeIt nears our hour where thoughts of my own self dissolve into another lady entirely.Ghost to Time
She who is strong; graceful, yet owns a tempest of suicidal longings.
She, this fair lady, this ghost to time, is delirious with only her own self image – not preservation.
Letter to my MemoriesOh dearest lies, how does it feel as you know these harmonies clash? As they ring in my head, filling it with catastrophic echoes of memories.Letter to my Memories
For all these priceless squanders I have closed behind doors, how many of you remain in view; To be caressed by the unrestricted eye.
Even as I give my beloved, you, everything, all you remain is what you want, As echoed catastrophes playing over again like the obsessive song you are.
And so, my tender lie, I live with you.
Moral of My StorySee the woven tapestry full of gold and bronze and red. Would you pull the string, See it unravel? The faceless beings beginning. constructing their own demise.Moral of My Story
One by one the string begins its uncoil. Senseless babbling over-taken. Crying filling their nights muffled in bed sheets.
Family affairs binding you. the only sure thing within a surreal atmosphere. Take in your days, while one by one people fill in their fall
See now the strings of the woven cloth. Shambles and nothing more, The faceless people
Little KittenI’ve lost you too often My missing little kitten And while people chasten You have bitten The illightenLittle Kitten
Twist behind your bars Scratch right through all the scars Cry out for nighttime stars Those that wield toxic cigars Takes what’s ours
Shrink from view Because they knew That with me you flew And with you I threw Which was long over-due
Is this what they say All along the bay And while Catholics pray People stay and pay Just for one cache
Why won’t you dance And give me on glance To
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Battlecruiser Operational
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Che un sorriso nasconde spesso un gran' dolore.
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evil & darkness
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If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, forever I'd walk in a garden with you by my side.
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He sees me as perfection, as his angel, and that's all I need to live.
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evil & darkness
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If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, forever I'd walk in a garden with you by my side.
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He sees me as perfection, as his angel, and that's all I need to live.
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Bizarre Celebrations
Arachne II
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Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow." -- Mary Anne Radmacher
"Feathery Pride [link] "
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Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow." -- Mary Anne Radmacher
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