Love is many a splintered thing



Edited By Isis on 1042414351

I don't sleep
And things feel deep
Night is my time
That's when I live

I don't go out
And I avoid the crowd
A recluse to the backbone
I'm full of life though alone

I don't love
And apathy fits me like a glove
Causing my heart to decay
Thrusts it out of harm's way

I hate
And I derive energy from this state
But that's how it should be like
For I have a dark psyche...

for my mod campaign. anyone interested?

Luscious Seams



Dark Lady of my sacred dreams

Thou tied my life in Ochre seams

The love I have in such despair

Had I not lost a one so fair

I wish I had a dagger sharp

To slit my heart like the strings of a harp

For all the love and waiting in vain

Has reduced my joy to sheer pain

Would you have gotten where you thought
of this outcome, its been proven in your weekness
See it as it bleeds under the covers of your sullen moves
containing the knowledge of man within the cross of your heart.

:bow:

So Gonzo you HATE me, come on then BAN ME! lets see how you function, if you stand me to provoke you and annoy you
What are you waiting for really? me to lick your ass

Are you a strong minded human, can you deal with my opinions or is it more easier to get rid of me?

The most ironical trip on here which Ive noticed is called Hypocrasy.
This board is about having fun and even getting under peoples skin, but then Ive found out that this board is a real bitch too.
People cant stand others, so they lock them up here.
The MODS sure as Hell abuse their power around this board, and when they even too should get locked up!
HYPOCRASY!
Its easy to be blind huh, and most of all you cant handle certain opinions and minds, that makes you pathetic GONZO.

This is officially a doors thread now, thats what Ill turn it into.

:moonie:

What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Is it music?
We can play music.
But you want more.
You want something & someone new.
Am i right?
Of course I am.
I know what you want.
You want ecstasy
Desire & dreams.
Things not exactly what they seem.
I lead you this way, he pulls that way.
I'm not singing to an imaginary girl.
I am talking to you, my self.
Let's recreate the world.
The palace of conception is burning.
Look. See it burn.
Bask in the warm hot coals.
You're too young to be old
You don't need to be told
You want to see things as they are.
You know exactly what i do
Everything

:banana:

Drink it buddies, we're all hanging out the door! I sense the mods smell comin on over from the otherside of this wall.

:bouncer:

Im gonna have fun here :twak: :wgaf: