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The Lounge => The Gallery => Topic started by: Uchiyori on Feb 22 2006, 03:34 PM
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Scattered
a wind shifts through the creaking trees with a whistle
parched stone lay in ruins as by it grows the thistle
an eternal night of fire and aura
deeply I lay unscathed
A ghost passes by the castle window
a hellish soul dawns by the farrows
no sign of life and fawna
drive soft into me
look into the darkened sky and by evil it lays within
by the crypt tonight I will cry
sorrowfully in fair wind
the night will bring no mourning dew
sing sweet unto me
sing a tune and dance with the dead,
as the rustic organ plays by my bed
forever I lay asleep in sweet memory,
dancing with the dead.
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Natsumi's lulliby (short)
come now, come now child, into my arms
sleep now, slowly rest, dream with the wind,
love sings softly now,
fall away.
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life
What is life? Life is pain.Love.Loss.Feelings.
But all together, we stand in forever.
What is life? the feelings we share, we hold close stretched tightly across the surface
touching gentally
What is death? it is the hell we pay
crossed in mortal fray for what we have done
What is death? Death is pain.Love.Loss.Feelings.
But far from together, we fall from life.
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:) I like them, really why do you think that are bad? ^^
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not bad... could be a bit more dark though....
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i said horrible as in freaky
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ya gotta be freakier then...
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fine I'll put it down as a writing that i did but I have to WARN you THAT IT IS HORRIFICALLY DISTURBING, GORY, HORRIFICALLY DISTURBING, AND THE MOST VIOLENT AND VULGAR OF ALL THE THINGS THAT COME OUT OF MY HEAD.don't say I didn't warn you , because I want to make sure that your puke is not my fault. It is quite long and If I post it when I can please rate on how sick that YOU think it is. comment: ( in my head, it is not very sick at all, but in fact quite pleasing to think of ^ ^)
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oh and * i'll put ONE down, not IT*
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... wow nice tantrum...
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As light fades we breathe sweet breaths, to live another night; freedom encircles our darkened hearts to humans we are insight;
feared as the wretched, shunned as the dusk,
lone as ghosts in the snow.
After feed we rest and moon has passed,
night, seperates from day;
and my continuing sorrow lives on,
sweet nocturne I will sing.
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Dream o starry sky,
As the shadows pass me by,
turning gracefully