Dream
QuestionWhat is perfection? I do not know Is perfection in oneself to be content with ones self? To be happy with the way you are? Does that not mean that nobody's perfect? Or is perfection merely a matter of perspective? And even then..... Can you not alter your perspective of perfection? What about reality? Can you change the way you see things? Can you forget a lifestyle? Can you forget the world? If for one second you saw something that is not as you feel it is..... Does this make the world unpredictable? Does the feeling haunt you? Does it make you feel thaQuestion
The Manner Most FittingNOthing you say's gonna change my mind cos you've had me trapped out here too long You'll pay the price for abusing me and I'm gonna stick my hatred in this song You can choose to never listen to me but you know before long I'm gonna get you back for this I've had my head upon this block and I'm gonna send a stormThe Manner Most Fitting
It's time I called on the chase You never listen to me cos to you I'm a damn disgrace You never needed a chance beofre I'l make you never forget the price of being ignored Nothing yhat you said makes sense to me Just try and come back for more I'll never put my faith
Pathetic Beings we arePathetic Beings we are For death is our only existence The gods will strike us down at will When we do not pay our penance. Who are we to judge these actions? Where merely sheep in a heard A piece in the coming attraction. Shall we weep? Shall we cry? No, the gods only ask us to die. Pathetic beings we are.Pathetic Beings we are
The Dream Part 2 - Liquid HarpI followed the white steps up, counting. One, two, three, four.....Four-hundred ninety-nine, five-hundred. Finally, it ends, there is a door before me. It is large, at least twice as tall as I stood, and wide enough that I could spread my arms out and still not touch both sides if I walked through it. Wood, I realized as I ran my hands over it, smooth to the touch, but not coated with anything that would make it so. No, whoever crafted this door sanded the wood to smooth perfection themselves.The Dream Part 2 - Liquid Harp
Looking closer, I realized that there were marks carved into the door. Runes, ancient runic writing. Though I could not read it, something
vampire anyone?So certain I was, that I had no meaning ethreal, the moonlight embraces as frost forms, delicate as a newborn angel's wings and gently, oh so gently, take a hold of your tear-strewn hair and pulls back,vampire anyone?
exposes your frigid marble throat and continues gently, oh so gently,
the sawing motion
my love, don't run the pain is never temporary.
but like the freezing moon
wants to know why Are you dead yet? I carried on for eternities,
this curse that extracts the blood from my veins to bathe the eclipse i
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~The world is so cruel to those who just want to love or is that people~
When happily ever after fails
And we’ve been poisoned by these fairy tales
--Don Henley, Age of Innocence
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~The world is so cruel to those who just want to love or is that people~
When happily ever after fails
And we’ve been poisoned by these fairy tales
--Don Henley, Age of Innocence
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Love Is What They Asked For Hate Is What They Would Get
Grief And Sorrow Toshiro Masuda
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Then again, I once thought ducks were marvels of nuclear engineering
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"live every week like it's shark week"
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