

Wisps and WhispersI wait for you to come home, Pray silently for starved wisps of your face to gaze upon And grasp at your fingers with emaciated strength. But my attempts are always feeble and worthless. To soon, slivers of days light tease me awake, laughing, And youre completely erased as if you hadnt existed.Wisps and Whispers
Together, the moon and I conspire against the Suns tyranny, Treacherous thoughts against its wretched existence. Day vs. night, dreams vs. grief its all the same, All part of the same relentless, pulsing rhythm, A heartbeat we both intend to termina
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Last update: 15 October 2009
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Mithria is a number
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Dare To Be Yourself...
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&Thank you. That's so nice of you.
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SIN IS LIKE INK. It bleeds into a person, coloring, making you someone other than you used to be. And it's indelible. Try as much as you want, you cannot get yourself back.
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"Never tell me the odds!"
"Cry "Havoc", and let slip the dogs of war."
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Last update: 15 October 2009
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How can you go back, when you've just found out that the sky is a wall?!
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someone shot nostalgia in the back, someone shot our innocence
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