oh well, practice makes better


Of warBrother will you take my hand, and undo what you have done to me. The ghost haunts these fertile grounds chained by hypocrisy. One day I stepped from my bed to find the gift you left for me. Then I did not know the spark you set inside so carefully. We clashed because I knew not why you placed such trust in me and stepped so far into my halls without a flag for peace. At times we must admit to wrong though wrong was not of me. For ghosts care not to leave a truth to feud judiciously. So I lay down my weary soul, pride and badge before me. &nbOf war


Lost in TranslationYears passed the figure set in stone, her wings clipped and feathers molted. Time graced not those hardened lips, passed not her blinded eyes. Sacred stories laced her body, fabled tales despoiled by words. Who could have known she once was loved when now she’s loved by fame alone. As they carved her gorgeous figure she begged them not to slave her soul. Forever casts a lengthy shadow where her lover could not go. At one point in time love embraced her with a grip that wouldn’t let her fall. These days she watches over mortals whose gilded lLost in Translation
Later days.
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Fool me once shame on you Fool me twice still same on you heh
XDDDDDD OMFG MWHAHAHHA
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I always Have a thought in my mind, a song in my head, & a love in my heart~ The T.C.
Lies are comfort, Truth is harsh
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I see dead ppl..... wow.......
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YOUR NAME IS LIANG?!?
But that's MY name!
Oh yeah, welcome to DA!
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~~ Jo
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have fun!
wow! great gallery so far!
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I see dead ppl..... wow.......
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