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I take a petal from a rose and all I think about is you. Nothing more beautiful than you with your rosey hue. If you had no thorns it wouldnt be you. Lovelier than a roses scent. Soft as leaves if green. Petals, thorns and leaves so beautiful. I know you smile and roses bloom. In my heart there is room. I take a petal from a rose and all I think about is you. I love you.

Three moons in blackness,

Stars shine through dark havens fare,

Star fall on nights dawn

Dark fog is rising,

The sun runs from the fear here,

Whisps of smoke so thick.

The demon sleepith,

long dull growls from the south,

We must not wake him.

It lies in puddles,

Red beneath the skin so warm,

Lifeforce so strong again.

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ariesxxPassion
03:16 Nov 23 2011

I like this.. its lovely~

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Darkness reigns o'er the hill,

she is just one just one soul with pill,

sadness rocks this soul of old,

blades of razors blood of veins,

she is sitting off the lane,

echoes of remorse pain and rain,

crimson rivers on the floor,

she is propped against the door,

she alas is no more,

manniquin smile on her face,

there is no way she can ace,

she is nolonger here to chase,

just one without sadness,

just one with madness,

the devil with gladness,

empty and still,

it was her will,

she took her pill.

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ariesxxPassion
18:32 Nov 10 2011

Tis a shame when a soul is lost~

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The goddess here in dark of moon,

shadows weep in locks of light,

she sings of life in black tune,

there is nothing we can fight,

goddess of the azure path,

there is nothing simple abouth this math,

overture notes of her wrath,

broken world cloth unfurled,

take me to a plane uncurled.

pounding steeds of smoke and fire,

the goddess is playing her burning lyre,

mother of growth smiles higher,

mother's daughter of beauty and wit,

waiting til the earth is hit,

waves of water throwing a fit,

trees of change on clouds of dark,

moving storm to hit its mark,

seeds of wild singing goddess, hark.

Smoke and mirrors,

flame and fire,

broken by those birds on a wire,

crimson red soulful eyes,

sleeping til the storm of knives,

sleek and gentle elements of five,

the goddess will arrive,

darkness comes darknes goes,

the world is grey filled with woes,

the goddess sings in fits and throws,

water and light,

she is in flight,

screaming at a mountains height,

broken bows shattered swords,

there is nothing but her open wards,

listening as her thoughts prepare,

we once again eat her fare,

roses blossoms of crimson moon,

furr is shaken as her wolves do swoon,

she is love and broken mare,

sing at alter crimson hair,

earth and rock,

lightning and shock,

she is not one to mock,

threes and twos fours and fives,

she is queen of the hive,

broken veins of the eye,

she can smile but not for my,

she pulls the string with golden lie,

hot and cold,

death and life,

she sits alone playing her fife,

the goddess smiles as she takes a life,

she thrusts again with her knife of strife,

spoken woes fight or flight,

ravens foes, bringer of light,

bring her here focus of might,

force of wind,

ice and snow,

there is nothing she don't know.