

To Eternity's Apostles"So this is your dream, of portals To an utopia free of mortals." - Luring fairytale! So exquisite and high! A shout for echos with no reply!To Eternity's Apostles
"Tis' the phantom path to eternity Decorated with thorns of vanity." - The final truth shall scream its name When your soul bursts into flame!
"And the upmost anguish of your decay Is dispersing this mirage from far away." - Crawl towards an elusive realm, Death and sufferings overwhelm!
"Alas! Your pendulum swings with spite, Who's its maker that hides in plight?" - Blessed is the dogma of blind sco


AdieuSmile, reveal sadness not at all, Adore this scarlet painted wall. I bid my farewell with bliss, Yet the tranquil stays as it is. As my lilac name streams Forth from muted scream. Thus no pain, no hell's embers, No more daunting suffers. Or should I rather implore The court of shadows on my floor? "The spirits of unseen wonder, Help me with stark ponder!" Oh here comes again the silence, Teasing me with familiar insolence. Still my deeds linger at the gallows, Moan, struggle, sorrow follows. And left behind, an aftermath In serene madness, thAdieu


Let go.An eternity of nothing. Almost unable to find that connection. But sure enough, through the distance, the tiny glimmer, still there. Though the thread stretched invisibly thin. And now suddenly replenished, a few scattered words. Never the less, Im sinking back into chaotic confusion. Bright neon desires pull at me from every direction, and I stand and stare like the child lost in a big city. Unsure where to turn, what to look at, or more importantly who. Who to look at? Who to trust? For my indecisiveness threw me out before, and then a factor removed, not forgotten, but out of sight. Maybe I had been discarded, like the gum, spat out and irLet go.


Just Pretend...My mothers words Are harsh But my fathers fists Make the sting go awayJust Pretend...
I try to pretend I dont care But slowly inside I decay
Why cant they love me? Why cant they just Pretend? Only for a little while Every love has an end
They dont even hate me Im not good enough for that All I recieve are bruises Broken bones And a bloody nose
Pain is the only thing That I know is real It is the only thing I will ever feel
My scars are my escape But sometimes they fade... So I have
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do [ y o u ] R.O.C.K ?
~i--rock jOin
Awesome prose!!
Very well done indeed.
"Fly little white dove, for you are free" - Dutchshun poet.
Check out Seldomseenthinking (on my list of friends)
You will like his work!
Good luck with the writing.
next time wanna tell me?
haha...
meh.. Im always the fool.
And way past caring
duh i am used to that lol, luv ya alice
luv you too leanne ^-^ (oh and I didnt know you lived in melbourne.. haha)
Lovely work so far. I'll add you, give you some added publicity
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Thanks for your help on this deviant crap, you are the most beautiful creature!
I hate people, too... obviously
Your work.. well, it rocks.
Hope you dont mind.. Im gonna add you on Msn.
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