(Sorry for spelling/grammatical errors)


Poetry, yay.Let us leave this bedroom, Where luxurious linins lie. The bouquet of death now behind us, We exit the house and fly. From below we hear the wail, Of sirens to the home. We sit above watching,Poetry, yay.
As the scene unfurls below.
We can see the crowd forming, Faces we do not know. The ‘click’ of cameras can he heard. Viewed, a silent moan. The angel of death has visited. He followed us from the home. We do not see him, but he is there,
Flowing in our souls.
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True love waits in haunted attics...
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True love waits in haunted attics...
Oi oi, sav-loy!
seen u over at the AM forum and followed the link for the native thing...interesting.
nyways c ya around.
But seriously, a random clicky can go a long way~! Hi hi~!
(But still, FISHIES~!)
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To the one I love
Within a single tear... Carried on velvet winds
As I whisper "...I love you..."
Knowing you can't hear it but it's there...
I will love from afar and I'll feel that way forever...
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Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
All my base,
Are belong to you
so...busy...need...coffee.
~glazedover toodles.
ps welcome to DA
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oops did i put in links to my latest diviations?
Not In Holy Hands
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Well..its too bad....that you're married...to me.
Persian? join ~Persians
Hope you like your stay here and meet some cool People!
Nice Gallery and hope to see more!
-Take Care
Darkunderworld
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When life hands you lemon. throw it back. Haven't your momma tell you not to take anything from strangers?!
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