| like it says within the description, it's kind of a fan fiction from ~GrimmestFang's "Bailey" and "Lillian" |


Deathly DesperationChaos surrounds all of me Taciturn mice whisper for a treat Frail minds lose their wholes Poisoned ones lost their soulsDeathly Desperation
Daunted heroes turn around blind Suffering from the helplessness of mind Decadence turns away benevolence Everything created by malevolence
Kleptomania rings around the halls Even the good are beginning to fall Where has the genuine lacrymose start And the end of time for her broken heart
Expedient bankers take all their pride In collecting money when innocents die No longer speaking in terms for the dead He flagra


Internal AnorexiaI sense a pain in my sideInternal Anorexia
It grows larger when I'm hungry
But I know I cannot indulge
I must suffer before and after I eat minimally
If I even do
The fat I can feel and the numbers too large
I mustn't be what they promise me
They just hope to declare my saviors
And look more healthy than me
I indulge in gluttony whenever I eat
A doomed sorrow I don't wish to repeat
I stare in the mirror and all I see is ugly
Never a trace of thin body on me
I'm always imperfect and inferior at


HoarfrostHer body is composed of feathers A violet dress hangs on the thin pedestal Radiating her pale skin Exposing doll arms, waif legs And elegant collar bonesHoarfrost
She sits up straight at the dining table Her pink lips are sewn tight with delicate threads And her meal remains on the porcelain plate before her "Only an apple a day" she whispers
She lives in a wafer thin dream Hunger is a lullaby in a glass forest Echoing against wavering, lucent trees; And slowly fading away
She collapses on the couch, haunting herself Wishing her body could melt awa


PearlsThe Captain had a living doll One morning his ship was frozen And he wanted to play with her He laid her down over his maps and battle plans Her frail arms fell from his collared neck He fetched a needle and strings of pearls Gently he lifted her thin arm And what a heavenly gasp she gave As the needle was torn through her skin And the pearls scraped across her bonesPearls
s w i r l i n g w h i t e
He threaded them along her painted veins, down each arm, Watching her eyelashes flutter and her lips parting Her breathing was elegant, As she carved and sc


SparkAnd in my dream I went into the forest where your ghost is still lost You wait to be lulled to sleep there each night I build a fire for you, and black lucid shadows sift over your tired face as you come out from the darkening trees Your porcelain, beaten body glows in the darkness your frozen skin lighting up the woods The moon spills upon your silver bruises as you lay yourself down in a bed of leaves by the fire The sparks within the flames burn you to sleep they sing to you a lullaby I cannot hear; so I sit silently in my grief. As the fire cracksSpark


HeRIn the dim gloom of her bridal tomb Here in our haunted palace The rattling of her brass bed Shakes me each cold night I come, In a dream from which I cannot wake Her lips they slumber Silence seeps from her skin And golden seams forever shut her eyes My bride, You were a creature from heaven And now you lay a corpse in your hollow bed I won't leave, dearest Your voice still remains, somehow As does the desire The stained lace which enshrouds her I slowly peel away Look upon my wife, how her beauty sheds from her bones But the love shall neveHeR
| Well, there isn't simple words to describe myself, although I will be able to confirm preferences. Other than that, there isn't anything really easy to say. One thing i absolutely adore is WRITING. Period. That's it. Done. Of course I adore art in itself, but i don't how to create it. No matter what I do, I cannot draw to save my life. Ok... now that you know that, I will describe myself or miscellaneous stuff that you should know: 1) I totally adore writing, reading, and admiring others' work. 2) I can be too addicted to laughing at basically nothing, mostly oral, yeah, it's pretty pathetic. 3) I have an awesome bunny named Chestnut. He's one year old; he's my own little baby foo foo... (don't ask) 4) Music... I love Evanesence, Nightwish, Paramore, Flyleaf, Fall Out Boy, Nickelback, Kelly Clarkson, Nirvana, Godsmack, Three Days Grace, Disturbed, Linkin Park, Metallica, and anything else you may have to present me with. 5) I can be a bit of a grammar freak so when i see a grammar mistake I will most likely enlighten that person or let them know, mostly with that person giving me a heartwarming grimace. 6) All of my peer generation of relatives have no artistic liking whatsoever and have no idea what good literature or art is. |
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I thought I would stay in the darkness
But someone reached out their hand to me and said
"Come with me, I will be by your side always"
I took his hand and followed him out of the deep darkness
I was no longer afraid and the pain in my heart vanished
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Perfect. Sight was drawn in. Now all Creg needed to do was put on a show.
(\_/)
(o.o)
'(__)'
98% of Deviants don't know the difference between "your" and "you're." If you're one of the 2% that wants to punch 'em, put this in your sig.
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Hey. Read my comic at [link]
Thanks!
--
Perfect. Sight was drawn in. Now all Creg needed to do was put on a show.
(\_/)
(o.o)
'(__)'
98% of Deviants don't know the difference between "your" and "you're." If you're one of the 2% that wants to punch 'em, put this in your sig.
--
Hey. Read my comic at [link]
Thanks!
--
Perfect. Sight was drawn in. Now all Creg needed to do was put on a show.
(\_/)
(o.o)
'(__)'
98% of Deviants don't know the difference between "your" and "you're." If you're one of the 2% that wants to punch 'em, put this in your sig.
--
Hey. Read my comic at [link]
Thanks!
--
Perfect. Sight was drawn in. Now all Creg needed to do was put on a show.
(\_/)
(o.o)
'(__)'
98% of Deviants don't know the difference between "your" and "you're." If you're one of the 2% that wants to punch 'em, put this in your sig.
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Me: Blessing in disguise? why do blessings wear disguises? If I were a blessing I would wear nothing but a smile, some cowboy boots, and a sock to cover up my chips and dip
Victor: Please...tell me why I married you again?
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Perfect. Sight was drawn in. Now all Creg needed to do was put on a show.
(\_/)
(o.o)
'(__)'
98% of Deviants don't know the difference between "your" and "you're." If you're one of the 2% that wants to punch 'em, put this in your sig.
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