

Mrs. Queen of Solitaire V.1.0(Dear) Our Former Mrs. Queen of Solitaire, Why can you abstain from evil? (When) We make this world our hell(fair).Mrs. Queen of Solitaire V.1.0
It seems that we have lost the ability to care, We all are our own devil (Dear) Our Former Mrs. Queen of Solitaire
What can we do before our souls tear Can we rise to the ethereal level? (Before) We make this world our hell(fair).
Who will be the first to dare? Is it fair for the devil to use favel? (He) We make(s) this world our hell(fair).
Will we wake from this terrible nightmare? Is our tapestry of destiny the next to ra


Existence in ShadowsI’ve begun to think more these days, To let myself find myself, in the dark recesses of my brain And now I see that in order to find myself I must give up the light,Existence in Shadows
Existence in darkness, free of all constraints, pure solidarity I will float around in my quams, quandaries, and quixotic quantises Until I find the right path that will lead me to the inner light
As said, in that strange movie, “to be free one must give up a little piece of oneself” Well, I’ve decided to give up my voice, for a day, just to let my thoughts ruminate. Perhaps, I’ll find the person who I want to be, perhaps I’


Where's the love in a lapdanceWhere has love gone in this world? I mean true love, not this artificial bullshit. Has sex really come to replace the void that love's beauty once held? It's futile to change the present, only the future can be alteredWhere's the love in a lapdance
I think I almost gave up once, but maybe my eye's are (can be) open again Maybe I've seen it in you, maybe you can be my non-artificial lapdance. Love is all i need to melt my icy heart, and to change this blank slate. Why is it that society condemn's those that it can not understand? Why is it acceptable to wear a mask to protect others from their false-prophesized fears &


gravewalking.He lies like a grave, with open, honest deceit. Wandering in the cemetery, I know I must be brave.gravewalking.
In the darkness, the branches seem to wave, but not with pleasure do they greet. He lies like a grave.
I see nothing left to save, but I won’t let my heart sink in defeat. Wandering in the cemetery, I know I must be brave.
At the apex, night swallows the moon like a cave. Thoughts are born and die on repeat. He lies like a grave.
I see them sleeping below the hill and crave the cessation of my heart’s beat. He lies like a grave.
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Mental Illness is the Road to Freedom . . .
because all the cool kidz are into using open source image manipulation programs . . .
~GIMPtacular
~the-gimp
=Apophysis
=The-Canon-Club
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We all are our own Devil. We make this world our Hell.-Oscar Wilde by Company of Thieves
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We all are our own Devil. We make this world our Hell.-Oscar Wilde by Company of Thieves
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We all are our own Devil. We make this world our Hell.-Oscar Wilde by Company of Thieves
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We all are our own Devil. We make this world our Hell.-Oscar Wilde by Company of Thieves
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"There is no beast without cruelty"
-- Friedrick Nietzsche
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