

The Fall of but Three SoldiersLies, deceit hidden away, While the other being king; rich and gay. One rises to the challenge while the other is hidden: But loyalty betrays the one who is forbidden.The Fall of but Three Soldiers
All the while France is unaware Of the change, the lies, behind prison walls, Under a mask hirsutum1 compared
To his brother, whom but once falls.
Once at the hands of his merciless blood, Then nearly twice by his captain, the friend of his foes: in a flood
Of insolence, often mistaken and not for chivalry or blindness of heart, The great dArtagnan allows the othe


Under the SunUnwanted, burdened cousins; all alone, Far away without a home, Ill, guilt-ridden, war-torn: Unable to live where they were born.Under the Sun
Sick, tired, alone, scared, Bloated bellies, wire hair
Discoloured eyes, yellowed nails, Constantly working to bring pales Of water for their family to drink, Wash, since there's no shower, no sink.
Day after day in the hot, yellow sun, Makes you wonder why anyone Would stay in such a desolate place; Fit for no member of the human race.
Hot, tired, everyone; Poor and hopeless, under the sun.


savage shard undergrowthwhen my pinky and thumb in silent tones discuss the cosmo's as the universe slips tightly around my wrist (planets collide about my fingertips)savage shard undergrowth
in collective voice bent back to accept the sparkle in my palm- the silver drip breath (of a newly painted headrest) cut with your form clung to my index
measured innumerably as each digit submits to be undone (by the orbit of your touch)
SHOUT

How I hate her......How I hate her more than dried up lipstick, spam trying to sell. moreHow I hate her......
than the bitter taste of milk gone to hell you want me to feel well And then you tell tell "don't worry about her trace on my cock and her blood on my heart we are no more, and broken appart"
How I hate her more than dolls prettier than mine. more than papercuts, maggots and people feelin "fine" you tell me it's over
done and bye but I still see her in your eye eye it's such a lie lie
How I Hate Her More than sickness in a wound, kids gone mad. &n
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we're high above the ground; we're no where to be found.
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RAWR!!
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92% of teens would be dead if Abercrombie&Fitch or Hollister said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Post this if you're one of the 8% who would be standing there laughing
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we're high above the ground; we're no where to be found.
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Lestat: Vampires don't settle old scores. We harbor them.
Check out my gallery! [link]
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RAWR!!
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92% of teens would be dead if Abercrombie&Fitch or Hollister said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Post this if you're one of the 8% who would be standing there laughing
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Lestat: Vampires don't settle old scores. We harbor them.
Check out my gallery! [link]
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The goals I hope to achieve on DeviantART:
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RAWR!!
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92% of teens would be dead if Abercrombie&Fitch or Hollister said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Post this if you're one of the 8% who would be standing there laughing
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