as always... inspiration is always wanted and if anyone ever reads this...which i doubt... then please, give me inspiration! i BEEG of JOO!!


The HomunculusThe HomunculusThe Homunculus
Woe to those of Stone and Salt, Born from Earth and Sea, from terrors of magics of man, Thou made only for demise for their masters fault, Though we are born from womb of the clan.
From ash do ones hands tingle and ones soul burn, Cranking the gears of life and time to see their loved ones once again, Though the sights of horror will surely make your stomach churn. For the god of suffering shall show you eternal despair and pain.
From Earth and Sea is one born, And Stone and Salt does one evolve, As man brings life back from soil and b


The well and the boxWell of sadness and terrible memories, Filled with negativity and sin, Blood poured from the wounds of savage hatred and insanity, Covering which hides something most dear to ones self.The well and the box
The box, buried with tears of Friend and Foe, Drowning within the blood of Angels and Devils, The box screaming for freedom and from woe, Muffled by it's deep imprisonment and ocean of chaos.
Tragic is the fate of this heart, Knowing only how to feel lonely and broken, Trying to hold back tears of anger and grief, Only to let it fill up the watery and bloody grave this heart has be


Lonley Angel on Silent HillUnder the night's sea,Lonley Angel on Silent Hill
Where the moon ripples and creates a constant trill, There sits someone, upon a small hill, could it be? The lonely Angel on the silent hill...
An Angel whose wings are unlike others, Brown and white as if born from an early bird, Whose Halo seems dull and earthly then others, Sitting on a silent hill, with nothing but the crash of ocean waves heard.
An Angel whose only friend was a sweet Willow tree, A tree who protected him, sheltered him, A tree who has become more then just a Tree A Willow Tree that loved her lonely little Angel.


yet another untiled poemHearts soaked in bitter tears, Sadness enveloped in loneliness, Crying out in pain hoping some one will hear, To feel, at least once more, the feeling of happiness.yet another untiled poem
The tears form to a river and that lake to an ocean, An ocean that is filled with nothing but bitterness and sadness, A heart that which you tear to understand and yearn for something or someone to return you to joy and take away that ocean, A heart to turn that ocean to a garden of happiness.
Happiness derived from the pain of losing ones self, Losing ones self in the one to whom cared the most, hoped
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Sanity is freakishly overrated.
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You should check these out!!
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P#1: A donde esta mi gato?
P#2: en mis pantalones
P#1: porque
P#2: porque no? ;]
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P#1: A donde esta mi gato?
P#2: en mis pantalones
P#1: porque
P#2: porque no? ;]
for the
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Beauty & Stupid A-ha-ha
Baby love you, Love you like an animal
Beauty & Stupid A-ha-ha
Baby love me yeah! I wanna be you're dog
Wow!
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Suffering Never Tasted So Good
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