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Razor razor by ~ThePath
Bloody Mary Bloody Mary quite contrary,Bloody Mary by ~Donna-Drakain
Through Mirror world she does tary,
Knife in hand with crimson lace,
Torn assunder a beautiful face,
Through the night hear her howl,
Shredding flesh with maddened scowl,
The life of another taken through night,
While silently she takes flight,
Bloody Mary come to me,
For your torment I can see,
Burried alive or for False Crime burned,
Now the tables are forever turned,
Take me into Looking Glass Land,
Take your prey by the hand,
And lend your knife unto me,
So that Those who torment will surely see,
A fragmented remnent of bloody me..
Bloody Mary I summon thee
Queen Of The Winter Wastes the very wood is teeming with riddles,Queen Of The Winter Wastes by ~maenad77
and she the guardian, in her cloak of secrets.
hazy beings peer quizzically from between the boughs
of winter stripped alders, themselves alive and sentient.
eyes deep blue and full of a distant knowledge,
her breath smokes in the cold, still air
as she wanders the hidden paths.
poisonous blooms, nightshade and belladonna
spring up blackly beneath her steps.
her hair is ebony, threaded with skeins of white.
heavily thorned branches grow from her brow, dusted lightly with snow.
her face scarred with centuries of frost bite,
she is horrible to behold, yet so beautiful.
ice flows sluggishly t
Misery I am not the person you think I am,Misery by ~Camatie
I am not the person you know.
There is so much deep inside,
I am surprised it does not show.
I have been through so much,
I am surprised you do not see.
There is the true me.
Inside my little world
That no one will ever see,
You are running away because
You know you cannot hide from me.
You think you know me,
But you never will.
Please just end my misery,
I swear I will hold still.
Please can you save me
From the darkness in my soul?
The stress and pain of my life
Is beginning to take its toll.
Inside my little world,
That no one will ever see,
You are running away because
You know you
Sta.sh
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Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising everytime we fall
~ Confucius
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We cannot change anything unless we accept it. Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses.
Carl Jung
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