I'm different, and Im back.
So long its been since i have used my words
Too long.
I am a different person with a different path.


The greatest gift: LoveOne life to live, one life to give One life to wish, one life, with you as my gift They call you crazy, they call me strange Its too late, our fates together delicately arrangedThe greatest gift: Love
You crave so hard your pain makes me cry Would if i could, id give it all to you and die If people were to glance upon my heart They'd see it splitting in two From the turrets of love gushing out to you Risking life, limb and soul to protect your heart And should our worlds be torn apart Life would cease to exist, the universe plunging dark I'd give you everything, merely ask This love can


The Essence of Warhow many bleeding, broken, bodies until you call it quits-- smack your opponents on the ass and say, "good game"?The Essence of War
(we are always urged to find beauty in the abstract to find a tragic sort of aesthetically pleasing quality in death and call it art.)
so i'll paint the landscape
&nbs
.02. Music
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~* The tear-stained-angel*~
~*Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.-*~ Anne Frank
~*Somebody somewhere will one day love you.*~
-Heart of a rag doll
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~* The tear-stained-angel*~
~*Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.-*~ Anne Frank
~*Somebody somewhere will one day love you.*~
-Heart of a rag doll
illusion
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~Things fall apart so that others can fall together~
we need to see your creative skills constantly
havent heard from you in a while
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes little to upset the balance
~jeannie64
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~* The tear-stained-angel*~
~*Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.-*~ Anne Frank
~*Somebody somewhere will one day love you.*~
-Heart of a rag doll
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes little to upset the balance
~jeannie64
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#WritersCove
Join the writing club!!! ~WritersCove and the new branch ~ChristianWriters
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-Mickey
my website
turo ni dad, soft grumbles by: Rolly delos Santos
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