Moon MaidenMy glorious lady up there at great height Your surrounded by shadows but you show us your lightMoon Maiden
Lunar perfection and a heart of pure gold yours is a spirit that will never grow Old, never deplete, decrease or decline your beauties eternal you are divine. I will Value you always and never forget, the joy I felt back when we first met. Everything that happened led me to you but morning has come so I bid you a due Return to the place where you feel best forget any worries for now you can rest.
True MortalityTrust your fates not to the strong handed grip of the gods or the beautifully manicured fingers of the goddessesTrue Mortality
Power is not to be found in divinity but in true mortality
True Mortality is unbound
True Mortality is unbeaten
True Mortality is ripe with desires
True mortality lives within you
Society is the divine slot machine where we gamble who we are for a shot at what could be we play and we play till we are robed of all that we once were with heads void of original thought.
What i ask of you is this
Free yourselves from society's chains and
King Of The EgomaniacsI am the dreamer who fufilled all my dreamsKing Of The Egomaniacs
I burned down all my bridges and silenced the screams
with the bones of my foes I cemented my rule by constructing my fortress unriviled by all
from this great seat of power i grow day by day challange me now and i will blow you away
but here is the thing the one kink in my plan i rule as a king in a now empty land
this land is my prison this fortress my cage i might be a king but I am also slave
i ask for no saving for i deserve it not i am the one who locked all the locks
but please read my story and hear what i s
Plastic PeopleTake a look at our new range of people their faked to perfection and made completly of plastic.Plastic People
New technology lets them look at you through deluded vision and with a forced smile whisper countless lies, words so hollow that even their hearts by comparison are full of love and compassion.
Higher models even come with complete backstabbing action as well as a spare face Not bad ay?
no not bad atall for a glorified puppet forever controled by societys stings
The Poet of a ManDeranged is the poet! Deranged is his head, To run from him Is like running from Death.The Poet of a Man
He feeds on the darkness, This poet, This man. He thrives on the dead, He thrives on the blood.
This poet is portrayed as a Nice, quiet man; A widower of three, A father of five - But inevitably they all perished, And died as they slept. A knife to the throat, And they perished as they slept.
This poet, he is deranged, This poet, he is a man, This poet, he thrives on The darkness and the blood. This poet, his ki
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Damn you non-conformist conformists!
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kelseymalie
"When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence."
-Ansel Adams
macro-club
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Kiss the thorns as if they were petals...'
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jolinare~*
dance to the twilight symphony
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わたしはふわふわものがすきです。
books are knowledge, knowledge is power.... i love books
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