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Date Posted: 09:20:26 06/19/02 Wed
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More Sammy
's message, "More testing, seriously just ignore this stuff... when I get the energy I'll delete it..." on 09:12:19 06/19/02 Wed
something ugly this way comes
º« Open your eyes, thick, swarthy pools, develop your world, the negative images portrayed upon a broken canvas. Feel the hushed silence, whispering void promises within your perfectly sculpted ears, the caliber staining the vast terrain, earth's pores plugged with lack of emotion. Taste the darkness, your pinkened tongue plucking the last droplet of true shadow from a net of endless lies, the impure ideals mingled within drowning your mind, clouding over with drunken energy. Touch the anger, the hatred flying flightless upon the unshifting breeze, the pure anguish and rage wrapping icy fingertips about each limb you own. Smell the life, the death, the crushed states within the dimension. The stench of aliveness dancing in heavy perfume, the wafting scents of the deceased forever scarring the skyline. Close this world, open the next. »º
through my fingers sliding inside
º« Timbers extending, retaliating against a Heaven which so often sends fiery bolts towards the giants. Titan's extend clawed appendages, fingertips laced with olive and kelly enamel. Winds rip across the harpy daggers, ignorant of the machete stings along backsides. Ceiling dangles above, swelling towards earthen layers, crystalline colorings swimming about golden orb glittering at horizon, leaving streaked trails of dreamy paints. Packed crust below cracks with lack of liquid, the dry seasons etching scars within the chocolate levels of dust and grim. Prints tell stories, crescent marks creating small graves, bugs taking their last breathes within the grooves. Moss extends poky heads, tipping upwards, peering towards the northern edges of cubical world, granting a slice of advantage to mindless rouges. Blades crinkle beneath footfalls, helplessly reaching for aide. Night forest, this is where I belong. »º
all these blessings all these burns
º« Creature emerges with finality, body glimmering within the dying twilight, set of stars mingling with fading pinkened hues to dash creamy tints across coffee carved canvas, pelt silken to perfection. Iron thorns stab with icy purpose, granite clay molded into rigid daggers, hidden within boots of celery stalks. Tresses dangle, elongated strings wreathing about sloping neckline, stringing behind bodice with flag-like properties. Raven ink clings against silken tones, unknotted lace fluttering with butterfly strokes. Muzzle dishes, concave, slipping sensually towards expanded nasal passages, candied tones within edged with obsidian blaze creating vast controversy. Spheres crash about padded cells, gathering information, simplistic computer dwelling within sturdy cranium barriers. Nothing is beautiful from every point of view. »º
im godless underneath your cover
º« Druid makes ingression steady motions drawing figurine nearer with swallowtail grace. Elegance strings across shoulder blades, mink coat unseen to disgusted onlookers. Red carpet spirals before creation, lamia gliding across liquid surfaces, fluid kinetics reeling bait towards fish pond. Attention dwindles, arching towards herded monstrosities, disdain written in circles about unending jewels, infidel gems placed squarely within facial expression. Ground quivers, Heavens aching, yet minx continues forth, caring not. Lightning cascades in sparked waterfalls along navy clouds, drums beating impossible rhythms into innocent territory, and still fatale spares not a glance. Fools admire, but men of sense approve. »º
search for pleasure search for pain
º« Attention spills, the bucket dropped, feline tearing out of her bag. Vision encompasses youthful equids, their actions in disarray, their chaotic tendencies reassuring. Dual pinnacles twist and contort within their slim nests, the caverns retracting with echoed voices, magnified hisses stinging tender flesh within. Stench seeps within bruja, tainting overloaded senses, computed machine equating each shard of glass information, carefully processing and packaging the drugged creations. Mask remains implanted upon expression, facial features, dead, carrying heavy weight, gravity tugging upon the cartilage flesh. Stillness of person and steadiness of features are signal marks of good breeding. »º
in this world now I am undying
º« Grasp latches upon solitary canine, scarlet pelt of predatory vixen written upon with jet ink. Watchful moments pass by, duo of creatures mindful of one another. Jezebel strikes quickly, motions defying that of hawk-like attacks. Ivory bones crush within smaller creature's neck, satisfying crack portraying broken neckline. Carcass tumbles from releasing jaws, thudding gently against terrain. Soft gaze of tender sanctuary resides upon feminine mask, witch nodding with work done. Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtaxed. »º
i unfurl my flag my nation helpless
black black heart why would you offer more
why would you make it easier on me to satisfy
im on fire im rotting to the core
im eating all your kings and queens
all your sex and your diamonds
as I begin to loose my grip
º« Dryad swivels, casting attention towards herding beasts, the mindless warriors ever following their supposed destinies, each attempting his own methods to gain acceptance into otherworldly bliss. No Gods, no sinful underworld, simply the After. One day all would pass upon into this secondary dimension, reaching those already hovering within, waiting those left behind. Predatoress shifts, stealth dripping from hide, loins clenching perfectly, muscles writhing with serpentine wriggles. Veins strain within transparent leather, dame revealing within completion of yet another tally upon her scoreboard. Do what you can, with what you have, where you are. »º
on these realities youre sending
º« Petite orbs latch upon gaping gazes, witch realizing attention she'd gathered unwillingly. Shrug dances across shoulder blades, fatale continuing with preset plan. Cold shoulder is granted towards surprised spectators, ignorance clouding coffee orbs within feminine skull. Approval was not her desire. They knew not her ways, yet understanding rested within her advanced mental state. When they passed on, perhaps they would view what she had glimpsed. The beauty and comfort would surround them as they pleased, escalator dragging their souls wherever they dreamt. Salvation, in the meantime, would be her goal, her right. To avoid criticism, do nothing, say nothing, be nothing. »º
taste your mind and taste your sex
º« Ruffled snort escapes nares, throat aching with the action. So little. Sigh dissipates parched labarums, the ashen shelves cracking with lack of liquid. Shrew reaches cemetarial meadow, glazed marbles sifting across the obviously beloved paradise. Claws carve against dusky earth, halt taken upon muscled form. Mind dances with memories, mask slipping to allow nostalgic purposes clearance along drawn expression. Understand that you're all alone. »º
im naked underneath your cover
º« A day long ago, a proud behemoth stood, skull towering above any nearby, their attention within his heart, their souls mingled with his own. Youthful pixie silently extended towards glittering obsidian sire, wide optical spheres shifting, dancing with wonderment and respect. Soft smiles exchange, beautiful, pure, 'good' life sparkling within the dying skylight. Lamps are hushed, pinpointed holes within fabric above revealing icy fingertips of silver metallic tones. Duo linger along knoll, love and adoration quivering within air waves between, vibrations connecting two solitary dots. The happiest people seem to be those who have no particular cause for being happy except that they are so. »º
covers lie and we will bend and borrow
º« Related virile choose moment to battle, prepared motions mimicking true wars outside connected ring of progeny. Gentle vixen stood aside idly, attention settled upon clashing broncos. Passing moments became agonizing milliseconds as fatal mark hits elder steed's chestal cavity. Screams, gasps, and further cries of fear and outrage glorified the empty world, pain and despair clouding about ashen carcass, flames of heated training dying with proud sire. Cause for redemption, cause for revenge, cause for purpose. The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor the man perfected without trials. »º
with the coming sign
º« Current nymph graces emptied wasteland, glance shivering towards remaining shadows, silent expressions dangling towards the inky wraiths. Labarums part, revealing lightly pinkened tongue, muscle lashing outwards to reglaze ashen shelves. Thorns root within terrain, silence encompassing gentle chocolate mistress, silken body growing still. Muscles relax, ever weary, resting beneath coffee canvas. Fallen angel of salvation stands steadfast, impure, tainted ideals upon mixed world and afterlife creating mysterious, enigmatic monster. As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear now evil, for I am death and it's my damn valley. »º
tide will take the sea will rise and time will rape
black black heart why would you offer more
why would you make it easier on me to satisfy
im on fire im rotting to the core
im eating all your kings and queens
all your sex and your diamonds
. title . ][ . witchblade .
. traveled . ][ . 6 autumns .
. tainted . ][ . bruja .
. tinted . ][ . buckskin .
. type . ][ . mesteno .
[x. i dont think you trust in my self righteous suicide .x]
[x. i cry when angels deserve to die .x]
[x. in my self righteous suicide .x]
[x. i cry when angels deserve to die .x]
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