Dear Mommy:Mommy, Can I have this babydoll? yes? Thank you Mommy!Dear Mommy:
Mommy, Can I spend the night with my friend Jessica? Yes? Yay!
Mommy,
What is a divorce? Are you positive nothing will change? Okay...I trust you.
Mommy, This is our new home?!?! It is lovely! So are you Mommy, you have been looking a lot happier lately.
Mommy, Can I have a party? Yes? Thank you!
Mommy, Do you love me? You promise? That makes me feel good inside.
Mommy, Can I have the world? Y
Kiss of DisasterMy Angels Now the demons whom have spawned friendship upon my mortal corpse Now I am black I am ruined and rotten Don't touch me! You might just get infected I am the disease that will murder your innocence I will steal it away from you For I am the Master, the Maestro, the Puppeteer You, are my pet, my joy, my life I need you I need your life My lustrous seduction you cant deny! Beware For I am starving for the blood of your rose Come with me Through the darkness of your confusion I am here to help you I will show you your purpose, youKiss of Disaster
Lonely ChildLove; is what she never knew of.Lonely Child
Anger; is what she felt towards everyone.
Pity; is what she felt for herself.
Jealousy; is what she felt towards all other people.
Happiness; is what never existed in her heart.
Peace; is what she has now, for she is lying, rotting in her tomb.
Murder or Suicide?my Trust is split into Confusion my Heart is beating on the floor, desperate to return to its bloodcoated home my Mind is splattered on the back wall Sanity? if thats what you call it, it's over there in the corner trying to figure out what's going on my Soul had done the smart thing and whisked away with the steady breezeMurder or Suicide?
what am I to do with this mess?
YOU BASTARD! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!?
ah, yes, and my Conscience is here beside me, as always, telling me whats right and wrong, putting me down everytime I do something should I cry? no, I can't. this is my Fault,
Eulogy Of the AngelsCalling the names of the ones who dont rest calling the names of the ones who aren't blessed The broken prophets of the night sky who cant answer any callEulogy Of the Angels
A broken prayer, layed down through generations who say it over and over again a message that brings false expectations of hope and faith until the last amen
and the ones who hear it, lay there heads to rest but still suffer the pain hearing endless voices
over and over again
And they sing, oh what fragile angels are we failing to bring hope to the weak
they say old bones whisper
Broken Angel
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Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he doesn't become one himself - Friedrich Nietzsche
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Forget the past
love the beauty
do the right things
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Amélie (demolisia)
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look at it...taste it...love it....feel it!
~BlOoD~
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Hasten in the bridal bed -
Underneath the grave 'tis spread:
In darkness may our love be hid.
Oblivion be our coverlid -
We may rest, and none forbid.
Percy Bysshe Shelly
"The Life of all Flesh Is The Blood"
Levitucus 17:14
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