

The voices of Dead MenLifted by the voices of dead men I cry:The voices of Dead Men
"This world is not meant for me!"


LoveOh treacherous thing! Oh bloody thing!Love
All slick muscle, soft heart, white bone All aching teeth and quivering lips all tears and soul-deep moans
Oh ravenous, oh breaking thing!
All held-in pleas, all swallowed sighs, unvoiced screams All bitten nails, swollen tongue all bile and half-dead dreams.


BloomHer parents always told her not to play beneath the rosebush and so she did, the dark rich scent of roses and damp soil made all the more inviting having been forbade. She would curl her tiny eight year old body into the shadows and close her eyes breathing deeply.Bloom
She did this for days, tending to the long thorn-borne stratches on skinny arms and legs without her mother's gentle help. She would pour stinging clear rubbing alcohol and fight tears. Still she returned to the comfort of the rosebush, hiding from both the summer sun and rain.
Each long scratch throbbed during the times when she was unable to return to


SeasonsThese seasons change but mine remainSeasons
the same I know the truth, but I've shown you lie
Now these seasons cycle slowly repeat but my seasons change to the war drums' beat will we die for peace or kill their war
won't you Hold her tight
as it feeds As genesis bleeds and the world flows down and follows 'round just one love short of passion and one day away
from our salvation
Devious Comments
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He envisioned a steamer so grand in scale, and so luxurious in its appointments that its supremacy would never be challenged. And here she is, willed into solid reality.
-Thomas Andrews, Titanic (1997)
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He envisioned a steamer so grand in scale, and so luxurious in its appointments that its supremacy would never be challenged. And here she is, willed into solid reality.
-Thomas Andrews, Titanic (1997)
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He envisioned a steamer so grand in scale, and so luxurious in its appointments that its supremacy would never be challenged. And here she is, willed into solid reality.
-Thomas Andrews, Titanic (1997)
love the stuff you've posted on this one.
that scrap of a poem-i thought it was a complete one. poems don't have to me 50 pages long. hell, they can be one simple sentence.
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He envisioned a steamer so grand in scale, and so luxurious in its appointments that its supremacy would never be challenged. And here she is, willed into solid reality.
-Thomas Andrews, Titanic (1997)
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Peace
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"you don't want to sound dumb, don't want to offend, So don't call me a faggot not unless you are a friend..." ~Tori "Real Men"
your nick name is also a Placebo
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Dreams may be dreams, They're all that dreamers need.
Gallery: [link]
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Don't mess in the affairs of Dragons for you are crunchy and good with ketchup!
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So stay sweetly numb
Remain lifeless, love.
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Peace
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So stay sweetly numb
Remain lifeless, love.
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So stay sweetly numb
Remain lifeless, love.
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So stay sweetly numb
Remain lifeless, love.
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So stay sweetly numb
Remain lifeless, love.
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Peace
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So stay sweetly numb
Remain lifeless, love.
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So stay sweetly numb
Remain lifeless, love.
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
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The naughty lady of shady lane had hit the town like a bomb
The back fence gossips ain't been this good since Mabel ran off with Tom
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Peace
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