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) and things I plan to write; I'm just not doing them at the moment >_<.Oh, side note: got a rave tonight
. Haven't been to one for a little while, should be fun. Might have to throw a pic of me in my full rave gear up at some point.
~evergreenrose
The DreamNewest
Mister John BaileyMister John Bailey Worked almost daily To earn his breadcrumb pay. Along came a rival Who cruised by on idle So John beat his head into clay.Mister John Bailey
by ~evergreenrose
Sonic SolitudeI saw you, there, but didn'tSonic Solitude
bother calling.
You wouldn't have heard anyway. Not like that, you wouldn't.
Walked deafly past the deaf, avoided eyes with the blind, sheltered in your silence and excused from homeless pleas.
Hear no evil. Hear no evil. Hear
by ~evergreenrose
CuriosityTell me...Curiosity
How does it feel to kill a man?
It's an odd question I know, given the circumstances; but I hold a morbid curiosity about the whole affair that I have never satisfied first-hand. I much prefer listening to the accounts of others; the fragmentary, incomplete accounts, some suppressed by guilt or fear, some distorted by rage. The remorseless killers are worst, you know; they operate with such cold detachment that it can't really be called killing. They might as well be butchering a wild animal for all it mattered, and let me tell you now, that is remarkably uninteresting.
What? Oh, no, I'm not g
by ~evergreenrose
The Heart-Shaped RoomI own a heart-shaped box. It is small (as two clenched fists) and plain, but holds Pride (of place) in my room. Oh yes, she is proud (that it holds that space).The Heart-Shaped Room
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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art bolder, and more passionate. Sha
by ~evergreenrose
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Mirror, MirrorMirror, mirror on the wall Saw them slaughtered, one and all Ashes, ashes, down they fall, The Wishing Well is calling!Mirror, Mirror
It calls for blood, it calls for bone, Deceives a soul from broken home, It's thirst my master must atone, The Wishing Well is calling!
A perfect skull to end the feast Demanded by this wicked beast Soon I will fly free, to the East, But The Wishing Well is calling!
by ~aviator4000
Euphemism: Death“Dear sir, I am sorry for your loss. However, now that your mother has passed, we must deal with the estate,” Dr. Serok told him, rubbing his hands together. Ryan turned toward the doctor.Euphemism: Death
“Excuse me, sir? My mother just bit the big one and you’re actually sitting here trying to rake in your share? You know what my late father once told me? He said ‘Don’t let ‘em play you.’ Are you playing me, doctor?” Ryan asked, reaching to the gun tucked into his belt.
With a surprised look, the doctor raised his hands. “Listen Ryan, I meant nothing of the sort. I was just trying to get the difficult part out of the way.” Dr. Se
by ~MoxCow
TempestAs the tempest surges, Transcending into night, Brilliant as the lightning, Raging like a storm, Not leaving any traces As if it were the light, But it keeps on fighting In ever-changing formTempest
It is seeking something That our eyes can't see, An answer taught by faith And brought by the unseen, Many will find nothing Or only a degree, But once you taste in full, You'll never be set free
This is the human soul, As well as tongue can tell, Resistant to all sorrows That come with every life, Taking every blow
by ~aviator4000
Satan's Kingdom HallEthereal links, clink, clink, Into the made-up ditches sink, Walking with our ankles chained Into the house of sanity's baneSatan's Kingdom Hall
Circular turns, learn, learn, Our minds by repetition burn, No repentance for our kind, Beneath the palace of man's lost mind
Amplified yells, sell, sell, Hypnotized by ringing bell, Lies of freedom, buy it all, When you visit Satan's Kingdom Hall
by ~aviator4000
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- Current Residence: Perth, Western Australia
- Interests: Writing prose and poetry, fencing (modern and rapier), sewing, dancing, clubbing
- Favourite band or musician: Nightwish, currently
- Operating System: Windows XP SP2
- Favourite game: Deus Ex, Max Payne 1+2
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