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MEMORY RAIN
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I am searching for you,
underneath the roots of spiked. I called upon you, within the mist of sorrow. I waved my hands for you so you could shed the light. “No, no, I don’t need you… I just want you to listen for a while…” There’s this... read more
blog entry posted Sun, December 14, 2008 - 4:43 AM
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ZOMBIE KNIGHT
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Listen to the sound of the whispering bones!
The shedding blaze of mine notorious heartbeat. Am I too over be, to be over thee? I am the sun of your darkly and shinny skin; to think I could be your knight in shinning armor, to consider myse... read more
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GLUTTONY CLOWN
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Devoured by the sense of gold,
The clown entertains himself by years. Endowed to cheer himself up by fears, fears of loosing the Midas’ bold. His hands got nothing to grip, away of his luck, getting frontier. Thus the moment, he held breat... read more
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I am searching for you,
Sun, December 14, 2008 - 4:43 AM
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underneath the roots of spiked. I called upon you, within the mist of sorrow. I waved my hands for you so you could shed the light. “No, no, I don’t need you… I just want you to listen for a while…” There’s this song I made for you, this is an awful song, this is not a song—this is my pride which I swallowed for your star. “I do, I do, I need you here I lied, I lied, I need you most” The mask I wear is nothing but safe and for you to consider me ... read more 
Listen to the sound of the whispering bones!
Sun, December 14, 2008 - 4:41 AM
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The shedding blaze of mine notorious heartbeat. Am I too over be, to be over thee? I am the sun of your darkly and shinny skin; to think I could be your knight in shinning armor, to consider myself the key to your lost clouds. Am I too over be, to be over thee? See through the small keyhole, am I there? Am I not? The satirical sword that graze your stony sinner. Am I much better, much better with thee? I am the skeleton figure to yo... read more 
Devoured by the sense of gold,
Sun, December 14, 2008 - 4:40 AM
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The clown entertains himself by years. Endowed to cheer himself up by fears, fears of loosing the Midas’ bold. His hands got nothing to grip, away of his luck, getting frontier. Thus the moment, he held breathlessly, breathe his breath with golden tip. Someday he’ll do what God has told, Other day he rejects, what God foretold; —“Golden cup and mold, why are you, so hard, so hard, upon mine turn so blue”. Thus the moment, he mourn anxiously, A... read more
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