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Drop Dead The only thing you will receive from me is an applause.Drop Dead by ~Pangles
An applause to how ridiculous and demented you are.
I'm not in the mood for your games.
I'm not in the mood for your tricks.
And I'm not in the mood for your illusions.
What was I to you?
A simple pawn in the game of chess?
Just another card you will pick up from the deck?
Is that what you like to do?
Manipulate the caring minds of the world?
Blind the pure to shadow your deceit?
How long?
How long did you think your little charade would last?
Was it your plan from the start to live this lie?
I bet you've never been faced with this situation.
Someone has finally
What a Loverly Infiltration I want you to know what you have doneWhat a Loverly Infiltration by ~Pangles
Every night there is the moment where your there
In my head, in my thoughts, in my dreams
I want to thank you for your wonderful infiltration
This past week has rewired my brain to enjoy the slumber of which
Your presence radiates the illusions to heights never imagined
Never before have I felt a smile come across my face
The way you have made it happen while I am unconscious
Where have you been all my life?
Why can't my dreams be my life?
How is this not our reality?
Like a spirit gallantly prancing through nature
Bringing color and personality to a once dread filled marsh
Now transfor
-Suitable Title Here- With every life there comes a death-Suitable Title Here- by ~Pangles
With every death comes a life
An endless cycle, a balance of nature and the world
Yet, with every balance, there is an uneven weight
Which tips one into a likeness and the other into dread
Unfortunately, death is thought upon as the end
A signet of sorrow and grief
Where as life is thought upon as a miracle
A signet of rejoice and happiness
Creating a yin-yang relationship for all of us
Death is so beautiful in the eyes of a believer
A believer of the magic
The magic brought with the hilarity of the deceased
I envy the dead and the peace they can acquire
For in the end death is a shadow wh
Looks Can Kill I take a walk through the woodsLooks Can Kill by ~Pangles
Hands trembling and legs shaking
From the hallucinations and apparitions
Which grace this natural habitat
I take a glance into the flowing stream
With dew ringing the air with a "plip-plip" sound
Sending tremors throughout the stream creating a
Disturbance in the satanic reflection forming
Every dew drop that hits the reflection inflicts
Another thought, another memory, another pain
Of the corruption I have spread like a virus
Overwhelming an innocent city soon to face destruction
I take a knife to the bark of the trees to engrave the words of my heart
And yet every slash I make comes out a l
Sta.sh
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