I blame the potato salad.As for newer deviations, we’ll just wait and see.
I do believe that I have the social ambition of a cadaver. *sigh* I’m hopeless.
UnrequitedHe had seen her last, fallen into a broken array, a tattered doll whose blood rippled about her as she breathed. Each silent, so infrequent breath had been the fondest whisperings to him, though each thought she had ever expressed, even so candidly, had ever been of introspection, analysis – a gentle but deadly demand that he remain outside the circle of her benevolent and perilous embrace, whether by his choice, or otherwise.Unrequited
It was not that she did not believe in love, he knew. It was rather that she no longer maintained the delicate thoughts that might allow her to trust in anything save herself. At’halia was all she cou
Let Me FallWandering lonely, void of life,Let Me Fall
Clad in ghastly raiment, Dancing to melodies of wicked voice, Where breathing’s stilled and heartbeat’s spent, A waltz for one at the gates of hell, Entranced by fire, why repent?
Return of the Wheel of LifeThe last tale of light was what had grasped his thoughts - The dreams of eloquence engrafted upon her countenance Sang songs of an unimaginable world beyond hope, Where peace walked hand in hand with man, And the sun, a wholesome, benevolent light, Shown upon all corners of the earth - into men’s minds, Where dwelt no thoughts of evil, but of love. Impossible, he thought, how could life remain so untaintedReturn of the Wheel of Life
In the heart of she who had penned its gravest lays. The darkest moments of eternity where written in her name - The Mother of Earth, the Maidservant of Death. In her cauldr
Love, Like LighteningLove, like lightening, strikes, And lights a life far more brilliant than the day, Before it passes - in an instant Leaving only darkness for life's company. These voices we trusted have always lied, In sweet tales of how light lingers in the skies. But all that stays is dim and false, Save truth, a blinding flash that never fades, But leaves the dark behind, nonetheless, And pales the light of newer days.Love, Like Lightening
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You must pass the along to five-billion friends or you will die.
Also: plz note- this message is totally unique and personal... Thanks again for the fav.
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The next best thing to a time machine...
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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.
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Shades of gray, wherever I go. . .
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