The Horror of SpringDelicate snow disintegrates before toxic lightThe Horror of Spring
The soft, silent winter broken
Rampant mutations surface, form ugly life
White scars defy the oppressive green
Cruel fauna begin their return
Oblivious to the ruination of such perfection
Shrill wails mock the dissolving heart
Bright colors disgrace the calm
Life ends, death begins
Winters last kiss is bittersweet
On to Spring.
The Nightmare I awoke to the sensation of metal being torn from my body. Feeling talons shift and hearing a caw of alarm spurred me to rise. Fighting to stand, I tried to swallow the nausea, acid melting my throat and desiccating my tongue. As my wounds wept anew, the trickling of blood light as the caress of a lover; I began to pick away the blood that clung to my pus-impregnated eyes.The Nightmare
Rot hit my other senses easily as it did my sight. Countless fly-struck bodies littered the spongy ground, marking the end of my
The FightHail! Come; let us fight for what we are Invert your crosses, they will be your swords Manifest your sorrow, it is your shield Draw from your will, your armor. Fight that which makes us stronger Eradicate our blacksmiths Break this army that fuels its own demise Allow it to see what it has wrought A propaganda juggernaut is about to fall We cannot lose with our resolveThe Fight
Join us, taggers, lurkers, the silent and the shunned Rise up with the damned, the broken, and the forsaken Form ranks with the nerds, hackers, and moles Defend the honor of this fleeting
Another Try, Part 1, revision3 Muffled cries of death slipped through the huge double doors, echoing faintly in the chapel. A fat priest swallowed and put on a smug grin to mask the fear that ate at his heart. “He is but a devilish toy,” the priest assured himself, puffing out his chest. “The righteous hands of God shall prevail today.”Another Try, Part 1, revision3
Sauntering through a vaulted hall, a figure listlessly cleaned blood from a gem-encrusted dagger. Its beautiful hilt was shaped like a rose, with rubies and emeralds to go with it. Slipping the dagger away, it continued to the chapel doors in silenc
Lonely in Love~Lonely in Love~Lonely in Love
Giving it all to get nothing back This love is draining me of everything that I used to have. Is this even considered love? I'm not heartless, so why can't you tell that I need you? I'm not emotionless, so why won't you be with me today? WHat is your problem and why can't you see that This lack of attention is killing me. More painful than any physical feeling These emotions send me reeling, And as I'm heading for the floor I feel the pain even more. Why can't you see that I need you? Why don't you understand. I tell you, I talk to you,
Red Ring of Death.
Defeated
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~ Lamentia ~
"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer." Frank Herbert
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Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored. This is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive.
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~ Lamentia ~
"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer." Frank Herbert
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Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored. This is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive.
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Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored. This is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive.
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~ Lamentia ~
"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer." Frank Herbert
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~ Lamentia ~
"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer." Frank Herbert
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