

See, Angel of ChaosEyes, Serenity of Madness Killing your Hope, Crushing your Heart He Stares, into your SoulSee, Angel of Chaos
Face, made of Stone Calming you while Deceiving you Now Frowning, he Speaks of Impending Disaster
Skin, White Ivory Body of Marble filled with Strength He takes a Step, Reaches out
His Dark Aura, Suffocates &


What is This InsomniaSleepWhat is This Insomnia
It escapes me The one thing i do the most Yet i lack it Sleep over half the day
And wake up tired Nodd of in class Fail to stay on task
Sleep
I'm always sleepy Always dreaming but when i wake up I am only part awake Can't get enough
Even when I'm sleeping Do i blame it on my bed Maybe school Either way I'm sleepy


The Purpose of PoetryYou ask why my poem is short I say silence is deafeningThe Purpose of Poetry
You say that I use such simple words I show you simplicity is art
You imply i should write more I ask why give more than is necessary
You think to yourself you can't understand I say to you my freind A poem is meant to be felt not just read
Like your gallery *_*
I'm watch you, ok? ^^
Watch back??
Kissus
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Nenhuma causa é perdida se restar um único tolo que lute por ela.
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I hate cameras. They are so much more sure than I am about everything.
--John Steinbeck
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Elämä on ruma, kaunis ja rakas, rikas, rämä, mutta oma
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Hell is not a place, it's a state of mind and body; Hell is an obsession with a name, a voice, a face...
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RawEm0tion
Phantom of DA Opera
(Weeping it corner)
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I WIN YOU LOSE!! END OF STORY!!!!
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