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Gillias Nymphs Gillias NymphsGillias Nymphs by ~Hellokeven
If man could keep but of a thought,
A dream strung in prada,
It would be of none other than
The Lady Gillia.
Behold, her gracious Majesty
Who cometh with a sense,
To me doth she approach onto,
She and her Maiden Nymphs.
There be four in which serve for her,
O, Beauty Gillia,
With the beauty of goddesses,
And flaws have which they none.
With piercing eyes she beckons forth
For journey to her keep
But doth she beckon forth to me?
Alas, it seems to reap...
Though reluctant, I draw a step;
Another, Another,
Nay their mantra can I resist,
The chime which bleeds thee ear.
As step by step follows behind,
Th


My Rose My RoseMy Rose by ~Hellokeven
A rose of black resembles death,
Death we near with every breath,
Breath we take or take upon,
Upon the sight of setting sun.
Thus, days are numbered without thought,
Thought in which thou life is caught,
Caught in traps throughout the days,
Days we've spent in blind dismay.
Love is one of such these traps,
Traps wich gift my heart with cracks,
Cracks that tell their own true story
Story of not pride nor glory.
This one was set by thou, my love,
Love at which this trap hast sprung,
Sprung and strikes the venom grows,
My darling soul you are my rose.
Austin Watts`
Copyright ©2009 Austin Watts
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Hey, what's up.
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In a society that tries to standardize thinking, individuality is not highly prized. -Alex Grey
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Hey, what's up.
Great job sweetie.
And your broken heart will heal due time hun.