sorry I messed contempt up but it's fixed.
sorry I messed contempt up but it's fixed.
currently in my world of insanity and randomism
OH, d'oh, sorry, I guessed it was a typo but couldn't make out what was it supposed to mean, I can be really dull at times
Forever shall it stay so,
Fellings
and falls unto dreams,
shattered dreams undo my
ship battered by you and
Tears you may let rain
All currents go toward estuary
but never will they die
of sorrow, darkness strikes you
without intention of
regret for your tortures unendured
and gave in the pleasure of immortality
Showing death embedded into life,
Nightmare unfolds my pathway
of thorns and crosses upon it misery of unforgiven
words impose on faithless beings
songs shatter equilibrium,
unknowingly causing chaos throughout my
mind attempting suicide
oh why enchanted bonds shatter
thy soul with broken arrows
protruding torment escapes ashes
even within fearless thoughts.
This reality becomes a dream
disturbing sanity
causing raptures throughout one's history,
future unsure,
what lives beneath the surface
what crawls mindlessly
never doubt your heart
always become two histories of one present,
one future divided in war,
fallen glory, grace lost in ashes of contempt and
I have a plan: attack!
Forever shall it stay so,
Fellings
and falls unto dreams,
shattered dreams undo my
ship battered by you and
Tears you may let rain
All currents go toward estuary
but never will they die
of sorrow, darkness strikes you
without intention of
regret for your tortures unendured
and gave in the pleasure of immortality
Showing death embedded into life,
Nightmare unfolds my pathway
of thorns and crosses upon it misery of unforgiven
words impose on faithless beings
songs shatter equilibrium,
unknowingly causing chaos throughout my
mind attempting suicide
oh why enchanted bonds shatter
thy soul with broken arrows
protruding torment escapes ashes
even within fearless thoughts.
This reality becomes a dream
disturbing sanity
causing raptures throughout one's history,
future unsure,
what lives beneath the surface
what crawls mindlessly
never doubt your heart
always become two histories of one present,
one future divided in war,
fallen glory, grace lost in ashes of contempt and hatred.
currently in my world of insanity and randomism
ahem *coughs* new stanza? It seems finished... as in the 'idea' of it... might... ok, shutting up:
What do you think?
I have a plan: attack!
I think it's done.
currently in my world of insanity and randomism
Why is that?
It seems finished.
currently in my world of insanity and randomism
lol, Sub always kicks my a** for doing that, so stanza 3 Bong? Seeing as not too many other members played along
I have a plan: attack!
Why not,Jay?
currently in my world of insanity and randomism
I shall start it!
Umbrella
I'm back!
ok forget this post.. i started a new thread.
Last edited by kushi; 04-08-2005 at 12:53 AM.
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