Putting holes in happiness.We'll paint the future blackIf it needs any color.
domingo, 27 de enero de 2008
sábado, 26 de enero de 2008
Dusk and her embrace

"Dark angels taste my tears
And whisper haunting requiems
Softly to mine ear
Need-fires have lured abominations here....
Nocturnal pulse
My veins spill forth their waters
Rent by lips I cherish most"

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