don't you just love them?
i am here.
make a wish.
i give and give and give, and you take and take and take. and yet you leave me longing for you still.
Yeah, that's me, and who I am, in case you'd like to know
A poem written from the point of view of Rauk, a Final Fantasy IV spirit of mine, and a Dragoon. I didn't put this in the Final Fantasy IV section, however, because there is nothing Final Fantasy-i...
A silly, sort of gothic poem which I penned while I felt horribly depressed and put upon. It'd be nice if you could read, rate and review, please?
After reading Les Fleurs du Mal (Baudelaire), one gets a little... dark.
for the ones going deaf and myself
when the moon dominates the sky.
A soap opera broadcast nine hours before Judgement day.
A sticker in Liverpool reads "REAL ANARCHISTS DON'T VOTE!" how's that for Soviet propaganda?