Saiyuki BG - Gojyo
Spokane, WA Winter '08
Desktop - Will of the City

How the Devil Grew WingsChapter One We are like the Living Dead (completed rough draft)How the Devil Grew Wings
The call of a flock of nearby seagulls died as night crept around a decrepit church. It rested upon a small cliff about one hundred feet from the shoreline which was greeted with the cool welcome of the sea. Gentle waves continued to lap at the shore as the broken house of God looked on, waiting for its savior. Within feeble walls, all which remained of a once grand place of worship, pews lay strewn about. Where the pulpit once stood, a figure now hung suspended in mid-air and in a cubby not far from the pulpit, someone slowly began to stir from her fitful slu
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many thx for the fav
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Under the crimson wings of hate where the lost are safe
Until they love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
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anime is as addictive as sex...
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but there's no orgasm to tell you when to stop.
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Under the crimson wings of hate where the lost are safe
Until they love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
I'm very covet. I use lots of different sockpuppet names. >_> <_<
Friended you, as you could see. Nice art.
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Under the crimson wings of hate where the lost are safe
Until they love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
HEY.
(Existingforonly, wut?)
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"all the diamonds in this world that mean anything to me,
are conjured up by wind and sunlight sparkling on the sea"
Bruce Cockburn
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"Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?"
- Roger Waters
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Under the crimson wings of hate where the lost are safe
Until they love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
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carpe noctem
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Under the crimson wings of hate where the lost are safe
Until they love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
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Under the crimson wings of hate where the lost are safe
Until they love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
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