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Guardian AngelMy Guardian Angel, Came down from the sky, Taught me life's rules, And which to live by.
How death is not final; Portal to a better place, That love is a journey with no resting place.
Healing takes time, each at their own pace, Flesh is but soil, You are not only your face.
Shakespeare's works were kept, Mine might not be, but remembered will be the love, that I have for thee. Guardian Angel
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Faeries of the glenMagical little faeries in the glade- They have come out to dance from the woodlands. Dancing around with necklaces they’ve made; Fern, pink rose, and wisteria garland. Frolicking among the shrubs and small trees- The moonlight, how it shines on their small wings, The songs they sing are carried by the breeze. They dance and play until the next dawn brings. As delicate as young flowers in the wind, And as sly as the fox who gets the hen, The pure radiance of Queen Rosalind. How gently she rules over all the glen.
Children’s magic, the adult’s disbelief, &nb Faeries of the glen
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4uUpward spiralling, twisting candied towers of gold and angel's voices, pumping from the speakers of the heavens, that's the way the thought of you has lain on my brain, like a sparkling tear running down the silken cheeks of a goddess, I am he who is called Sacrifice; nothing given is ever something lost. 4u
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Depression RevisedDepression (Revised) There is a man on the horizon, he moves slowly but at a steady pace. He is a tall man who, with long strides, walks with his black umbrella. His Victorian suit flaps in a dead wind as he moves down the path. An air of gloom and despair follows him and the grass dies at his feet. He is upon you now, followed closely by the Angel of Death, and his faceless head looks you in the eyes. He pulls the umbrella from his side and holding it above your head he smiles, as rain pours from the umbrella upon you. His friends are here now, Sadness, Fear, Hate, just to name a few. The angel reaches out his arms, Depression Revised
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Yoshimi Bakaken Pt. 1Red. All he saw was Red.   Pain. All he felt was Pain.
   Screams. All he heard was Screams.
He was only 7 but he felt rage beyond his years. They came in the night… And murdered his family. Sitting there in the moonlight his Gi stained with blood and his hands Grasping his father’s sword. Standing up he swore on the soul of his father, He would avenge his family.   For 9 years here traveled Japan looking for someone to train him, he found none. That is until he found  a clan of Samurai. Burning Dawn they called themselves. He was accepted into to the clan by the Shogun’s broth Yoshimi Bakaken Pt. 1
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Alive RLY?

Mon Oct 13, 2008, 11:00 AM

Mood: Miserable
Listening to: Kittsies talking
Eating: Lentil Soup
Drinking: Water

YaRLY
Oh noes-
I havent updated in over a year?

I want a cute little tentacle monster. I shall feed it cheerios.
I want a baby, too.

xD I can't see a lot of my favorites because of this blocker on this computer. I can't see RimFrost comics but I can see 'Artistic Nudity'- what up with that?

I'm pretty much annoyed at the state of everything
There are these three kids I was starting to be friends with again, but then I realized that 2 of them slept around and 2 of them steal.

#%$&!!!

Oh, and the head of this bunny plushie I got for easter when I was six just fell off. I'm really sad. I love that little thing. I wonder if I can sew it back on? Yeah, probably not.

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