Tempus Fugit,
Lyn


Stu-ArtWant to see scars? He's got them all His freak show faceStu-Art
His mask to maul His stitched up smile
And carcass chest A savage sight A carnage fest. From needle nightmares To bullet holes Head shot horrors And undead souls A slaughterous slice Where his neck should be Cruel crimson heart Blood-stained brutality Repulsive ripping, His tissue tearing, The scars and slashes, A gruesome sharing, His body a canvas of creative gore Of modeled macabre and talent galore


She of the thronefirst shard Sometime we will look back on this And you will remember how you kissed Every soiled scrap of me as you found it And I will remember your warm lips Meeting my chilled, rotted flesh. We will both be lying But I want this anyway.She of the throne
second shard Come back to me when I am whole.
third shard Darling, when something falls to pieces it shatters But before you think me glass Remember I will never be translucent.
fourth shard My soul is drifting in my own kingdom In the banks where the sun goes to die When stillness corr
Cheers!
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sometimes i waste time manipulating things, other times i waste time photographing things! i write things too!
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Music is like war,
It clashes and reverberates,
Through every soul.
Has a resounding sadness,
And an overwhelming joy.
People can hear it,
And some say they can feel it,
Even When,
Miles away. ~-~ Sin Saven
[link]
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¥~*There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.*~¥ (Friedrich Nietzsche)
Take your time on the idea. (;
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Music is like war,
It clashes and reverberates,
Through every soul.
Has a resounding sadness,
And an overwhelming joy.
People can hear it,
And some say they can feel it,
Even When,
Miles away. ~-~ Sin Saven
[link]
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¥~*There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.*~¥ (Friedrich Nietzsche)
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Your ignorance may be bliss, but it annoys the hell outta me!
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¥~*There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.*~¥ (Friedrich Nietzsche)
Sorry...it had to be done.
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Your ignorance may be bliss, but it annoys the hell outta me!
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