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There was a girl called Nameless who used to think that no one could ever cause her mind to sway away from her beloved. Bevolved was everyt
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sure this kid is great and one of those truthful loyral type of friends, but his lust is getting in the way of love. it was only a few hour
by illusi0ns
11 lines,
on Mar 27 6:48 PM 2007
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I once came across a land of purity. It was pure because it remained untouched by evil converting hands. How I came to the place I cannot e
by illusi0ns
84 lines,
on Feb 25 10:55 PM 2007
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I once came across a land of purity. It was pure because it remained untouched by evil converting hands. How I came to the place I cannot e
by illusi0ns
15 lines,
on Feb 22 2:04 PM 2007
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up in the sky of dawn,
a great death was in the prophecey.
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if only the lines could peel themselves from the black pavement to which they are bound,
allowing passage across that forbidden space into another where my san
by illusi0ns
16 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 28 8:30 PM 2006. In Sad
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one spark of hope amidst-
one period of patient creatings
by illusi0ns
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 21 5:56 PM 2006. In Love
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Through open arms and sealed kisses are your words held true as ever
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silent moth of white
be thy ghastly orb of night
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i probably stuck a new lustfull string
that reverberates still unto the mist
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whispering thoughts are much too faint to catch by reaching into the many eyes that
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they strike me with their jagged palms
the lesser side of my countanace already weak
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would you still wait for me, despite this oppression?
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they swallowed the key
the winters night i was born
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to wonder as a moth, drawn to a dark and unseen flame
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The stilled water of night here is quite remenescent of our entertwining shadows,
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like a needle through my skin
it left a holding stitch
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One day i wished for a writer. I vaguely remember the act, for it was while a heavy gloom lingered ever so thickly amidst the betrayall i quickly sought
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curiosity spreads across the sea again
and
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through this weakness i vow on the silence that holds me
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and i replied like the breeze that so swayed the white flowers
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you looked so beautiful standing there in the cold
amongst the bright lights of night and sounds of nocturnal fun
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VAMPIRIC---but dont bother clicking. its only two ryming poems along with a prologue for the start of a story
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Spearing through the heartstrings
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your frown a stir of emotions, disturbed in rippling thought
i can't help but question its reason for being and hope to kiss it away--
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Take heed to none but a secret smile
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take me there, and show me what i am a finger touch away from
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what to do when the windows are melting at your face
and the colors stream down in a halo of tears
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The shadow in which i know stand is nothing more then imagination, an illusion at play
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If my Friends were so as bold as stones
Sitting strongly yet unmoving
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Sitting strongly yet unmoving
Why do i ask myself what if when it already has and is?
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