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Post by Mayhem on Mar 24, 2006 8:19:12 GMT -5
o.O? You seem to think of 'clothing' as respect. Run free my childs! *streaks with two bars helpfully appearing*
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Post by Mayhem on Mar 24, 2006 16:43:23 GMT -5
While all around us, Everything is freezing. And once again, Our eyes are meeting.
A step to the left, A step to the right He pulls me close His grip strong and tight...
While we dance, He steals my breath, I should have known, I've been.... Flirting with Death.
This dance is now a war, Our heats and souls Fighting harder than ever before
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Post by phillipisrules on Mar 24, 2006 19:22:46 GMT -5
Flirting with death?
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Post by Malum on Mar 30, 2006 21:10:25 GMT -5
You know... being risky
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 15, 2006 18:52:27 GMT -5
Watch me now on the great devide. As my smile grows, your fear subsides, Together we step, Tomorrow is the day wwe catch our breath.
Now is the time we should stand, Forever and ever, hand in hand.
We are many, but we fight as one. We are the Legio Immortlais, And here we come.
My guild's poem. Deal.
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Post by Malum on Apr 15, 2006 19:41:44 GMT -5
I like. It fits a guild well. Especially the hand in hand, together we stand part.
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 29, 2006 0:08:06 GMT -5
A young boy's heart is screaming, Down his face, his tears are streaming A quiet tantrum, or so it began. His king's ransom. or so it stands.
A descion made harder by his effort at life, but is it worth living such a thing so full of strife. My heart grows heavy as I write these words But through my hand, his voice is heard.
A bright and sunny morning signaled the loss I swore to my friend, and my heart did I cross He edges himself on, his life reborn he's trying to provoke. I lay on the sun, for my promise I broke.
With my parting words, I brought great sorrow, "We must not meet again tomorrow." A heart lay broken, But with my voice, both our words are now spoken.
Hahahaha, tha's actually about a gal and a guy who are best friends, not dating... prevert...
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Post by Malum on Apr 29, 2006 0:21:39 GMT -5
Why musn't they meet again?
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Post by Mayhem on Apr 29, 2006 10:31:07 GMT -5
Too many questions, sit in corner. ((Use your imagination, buddy.))
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Post by Malum on Apr 29, 2006 11:58:13 GMT -5
*willingly obeys*
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Post by Mayhem on Jul 25, 2006 20:54:44 GMT -5
The sky seems to darken once more With your gushing wounds you fall to the floor. The leaves are still, but the wind is strong I’m the one we both feared all along.
While the sun set and the moon rose The pain of my words sank in with you realizing What my betrayal imposed The times we’ve spent and the times we’ve seen They are forgotten as I wipe my blade clean
What we’ve feared has come to be I’m the one who’s set it free Unwilling in my actions Earnestly I repent! My tears stain the ground, For Hell I have had you sent.
*laughs weakly* Ask. I dare you.
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Post by giggles on Aug 2, 2006 12:54:38 GMT -5
So Grimm once again puts herself in a state of apathy eh? A bad descision from my point of veiw, for without passion and love. Are we not simply organisms capable of building civilasations?
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Post by Mayhem on Aug 2, 2006 13:02:20 GMT -5
Heh, no no no.
This is something that gushed out of me a few nights ago, ClownMan
This is about my fears of becoming the Betrayer.
But the apathy thing is... well, said and done.
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