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Hooded Angelby ~eirwin
NickyNicky's got the devil's genesNicky
and her mother's short black dress Plus her talent that my
green-eyed monster can't possess. But suppressed by the world, her fears, and lip-glossed tainted peers who scream, "Get holy or die tryin' baby 'cause you're not leavin' here."
My anarchist, my feminist runs toward dark sheets of night. Covers up her broken chains with diamond stars of white. Then delight delivers in the form
of newborn freedom. She screams, "Try and catch me. I know you can't. So long, sorry souls, i'm done."
by ~eirwin
Killer CrushThough feeding slowly, Fire's growing, Pulsing lightly through the skin. Unseen flames are hypnotizing, Mezmerize me fromm within. Desire leaps from smoldering coals And sears the soul with lust With deeper darker thoughts provoking, Gently choking back my voice. Restraint surrenders to the heartKiller Crush
Amidst the burning heat While bodies shake with hesitation
As each of our eyes meet. Clouding the mind with fantasies, Smoke tears my world asunder Yet before I regret, I never forget Craving love from you is murder.
by ~eirwin
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- Interests: drawing, composing when i have time
- Favourite movie: Amelie
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I don't believe in God. I don't believe in America. I don't believe in Rock-and-roll. I believe in me. --Billy Corgan
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
Translation: Don't let the bastards grind you down.
--
I don't believe in God. I don't believe in America. I don't believe in Rock-and-roll. I believe in me. --Billy Corgan
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
Translation: Don't let the bastards grind you down.
--
I don't believe in God. I don't believe in America. I don't believe in Rock-and-roll. I believe in me. --Billy Corgan
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
Translation: Don't let the bastards grind you down.
--
I don't believe in God. I don't believe in America. I don't believe in Rock-and-roll. I believe in me. --Billy Corgan
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
Translation: Don't let the bastards grind you down.
--
I don't believe in God. I don't believe in America. I don't believe in Rock-and-roll. I believe in me. --Billy Corgan
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
Translation: Don't let the bastards grind you down.
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i am kira
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