(New poem) Final Giving if all is none, than joy is a bottomless pit of despair and if none is all, then despair is a bottomless pit of joy. so as stone hits shining stone, they will fall into the waters breach and be swallowed by the depths of their own depravity. So as I journey into the abyss of my heart, let it be known that I will never love as I have loved, and never be what I will be. I will fill the truth in the darkest way, and what will be will be, and humility was a coward. As the face falls, the body doth follow, but it falls nowhere, where there is no ground for to lean on. If sadness is a virtue, then where does happiness die? and where does hate bring birth, only to as accompany splendor and wonder. And then there is longing and knowledge, as to without them is nothing. I shall never know as I have known, hate as I have hated, or long as I have longed before when I delve into the labyrinth of my own mind. As the sky falls, the water will follow, and be taken into the crevices of the amber waves of dawn. The rains of despair are the only way out of the keenness and sharpness of 'joy' for as unto despair is to follow the path of fire. -A Broken Dove
Excerpt from chapter 1 of "The Insane One" As I went along, they came out, they call themselves wolves. I used to be among them, now they want my blood. They don't know me. They will never know me. Their leader, Draculea, started to walk towards me with his knife, I was ready for him.
9:38 is drawing near... Matzah, I have not lied. IRON - you're still alive! I thought you'd surely died by the several rum-bomb mines I'd placed outside the Café Lions and tigers and bears outside!
Hey Irin from your post on Pg.1099 about the hitchhikers guide, you forgot unseenassassin or his current name oddlyyousawme.
*takes a lighter to it* whoopsie I thought that was just a barrel... *runs the hell away* *trips and stabs self with scissors I was holding* well that hurt...