

Snow fall into the heavens...The snow engulfed the city in a dance of melancholy ballerinas doused in white and effervescent symphonies of cold. The cold bit, yet it never bit you hard enough to bring warm, salty tears to your eyes. It was a necessary harm you found enticing. The city was mute, sleeping, caressing itself amidst this velvet curtain of ice that struck it with such rigid sensuality. You sang taciturnly to its melody and smiled. That is all one could do upon coming to see this image of divine fornication between Man and Nature.Snow fall into the heavens...
No one spoke; no car clattered upon the once dry, crowded streets of the town; no bird chirped among the barren branches of t
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vampire. corset. bellydancing. chocolate. music. history. kilt. wombat.
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Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest
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<<Strangers have the best candy>>
~AngstyWriters
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Art is all around...
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<<Strangers have the best candy>>
~AngstyWriters
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Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest
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<<Strangers have the best candy>>
~AngstyWriters
How's you?
Sorry I ain't been around for AGES... Been mucho busy with loadsa different things!
Remember when we last spoke and I had just started going out with Laura? Well now we're engaged
How's things with you?
xxx
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Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest
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Burn with me....
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even the garden of eden was just a big fancy cage.
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Et tu sens l'adrénaline...
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Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest
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Lobo Di Noccento
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<<Strangers have the best candy>>
~AngstyWriters
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VernacularDecadence
Three of a perfect pair
written by crucifiedxxxlust
She is susceptible
He is impossible
They have their cross to share
which Neither ever knows;
because like the wind blows
Their loads might be more than they can bare
He has his contradicting views;
She has her cyclothymic moods.
They make for a wonderful study in despair;
Oh what a perfect mess,Three of a perfect pair.
They have one too many schizophrenic tendencies;
Kind of like a Pack of Coyotes and, their fleas.
She Keeps things complicated;
He Keeps things aggravated.
What a perfectly awful mess;
One that's allways full of hopelessness.
They are the dimmest light;
Their lives are in distress.
Three of a perfect pair;
Oh what a perfect mess.
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Lobo Di Noccento
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Burn with me....
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