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HEY! lol I'm ordering some kitties too...the craze one and the eye...one is for a friend of mine..

hey...how did you find me here?!?! gonk
you stalking me? eh?
::i always come here::

plus Caedes is a friend.........

YES I STALK YOU......lol.........
lol oh..
am i supposed to say "OMG lyke I have a Stalker!!!111elevon!!!11"
whee

i ordered from her shop...so do i just send her the trade since she is not probably in this thread right now?
Destruction and violence, bleeding and death
Everything I crave, bringing warmth to my breath
Mornings don't come, forever in darkness
Only the pure, break from it's harness
Now look to the sky, blackened by greed; and
Slowly die burning, for your every misdeed
Ever Endless

These are the things we do when we think no one is looking. The things we think when we don't speak our minds. Nothing is eternal. All things die in the end. But some flames burn forever. I press my claws against the glass. Scraping. Scratching. Willing it to bleed. Maybe this time I'll set myself free. Have you ever looked to the sky and watched it turn gray? But not from clouds? Or lack of light? Sometimes the world spins faster. But the winds don’t change. And everybody dies. One by one.

Extension:
The ropes that tie us to the Earth wear thin. We lift from the ground. Closer. We get closer to the heavens. Can you breathe here in the dark? I can't. I suffocate waiting for it. The burning. Itching. My cradle is broken from the years. You can not begin to understand how this works. Maybe I wasn't meant to do these things. Perhaps I should have gone through with it. Our skin becomes bitter cold. Frozen like our hearts to the suffering of others. One day you'll see it. The blood. Pouring from our wounds. Black as the clouds in our minds. Don't ever go the way of the lost and alone. Don't take that fruitless path. No matter how it beckons you. One thing is certain. Decide for yourself what that is. Share with me your answers. Let not our souls break and become two. I see them. The toilers who sweat and bleed for us. Carrying with them the strain of all who took their lives. The snow falls like darkness. Burying us alive in our lofty beds. Decaying like the dirt between our nails. We wash it away. Scrubbing until our flesh is raw. But it doesn't forget. Changing us forever. Each and every time we breathe. As numb as your words through the stale air. Families go on with their lives. Ignorant of the blinding sun. They long for it to heal their wounds. Burning their hair to ash and cinders. But it will not free them. It can not lose the passage of time. The one way for it to burn without light. Glow without fire. Only this is promised. The end of days is drawing nearer. Welcoming us to it's cold depths. I do not know. I'm not sure of anything anymore. Just that I am wrong. Sifting through the ruins I've created. Knowing nothing but what I see before me.
Knives That Kill

It always seems to be,
The more that I love,
The more I sympathize,
And wish to send them to above.

This world is cruel,
No doubts in my mind.
So they wish not to stay,
Lest they turn blind.

I only wish your happiness,
So please, do not run.
You will grow much happier,
When I am done.

People say I'm crazy,
More than a little mad.
But if they could show you,
I'm sure they would be glad.

I think of it at times,
This blade in my hand.
But it is the feeling I get,
That makes it so grand.

This feeling it pulls me,
Driving me along.
I wish to stop it at times,
But the feelings so strong.

Its the rush you get,
That overwhelmed thrill.
The feeling of freedom,
To see their blood spill.

It seems as a curse,
Blinding so I cannot see.
So I feel that I must,
I MUST set them free.

So what can one say?
Yes, I have my will.
Yet it is not I,
Its these knives that kill.
Lessons

What happened that day
Is a mystery to many
But to me a lesson
And I learned plenty

I learned not to trust
Neither friend nor foe
'Cause its hard to say "friend"
When I really don't KNOW

'Cause I trusted you
And look what it got me
A stab in the back
And bad popularity

I learned not to love
'Cause I felt like a fool
Loving so many
Even when they were cruel

'Cause I loved you
And what did I get
I got a broken heart
And very upset

I learned not to cry
Now I swallow my tears
'Cause people don’t like me
When I tell them my fears

'Cause I cried when you
Trampled me flat
Ripped out my heart
And left me like that

But most of all
I should've learned not to care
'Cause I hurt you too
So I guess it was fair

'Cause I've gotten worse
And endured it smoothly
So I don't know why
You’re the only to haunt me

Don't trust; don’t love
Don't cry; don’t care
These lessons of life
Are taught so rare

And the lessons I learned
On that fateful day
Stay fresh in my mind
As all else fades away…
Live For Me

Let not life defeat you
Life was meant to be stressing
Your pain is merely the price
You must pay for your blessing

Stand tall, with your head high
Be proud of what you are
You're different because you're better
Amidst a blackened sky, a star

To be free from your self
Is what the world does not deserve
So stay and live for me
And ourselves we will serve

Listen please, I pray you
Though I hate to see you crying
You must never give it up
You just have to keep on trying

Please, at least live for me
If you can not live for you
For if you were to die
Losing hope, I may die too
Nightingale

In the heavens the nightingale flies…
The wind ruffles it's spread wings…
And the voices of angels are heard…
When the nightingale sings…

I feel not of living...
This life has burdened me so long...
Feel not of living...
Join me in my song...

Join me, please, join me...
I do not wish to be alone...
I ask you, please, join me...
Before I lay beneath the stone...

Death consumes me...
I am bathed in darkness...
Consumed by death...
And kissed by the silk of an angel's dress...

My heart ceases it's rhythm...
I breathe my last breath...
My heart now has stopped...
I lay now to rest...

Motionless I am...
No life's left within...
I do not move...
So pale is my skin...

Down in my grave...
So void of life...
Buried six feet...
My flesh cold as ice...

Good tidings they bring...
To lay at my feet...
As I lay dead...
In my endless sleep...

In heaven now I fly...
With my feathered wings...
So next time know it is I...
When the nightingale sings...
Before I Turn To Leave

Before I turn to leave
Papa, please tell me one thing
What did I do to deserve
All this pain in me that you bring?

Was I really as bad of a child
As you convinced me I was?
Or were you being selfish
And beat me just BECAUSE?

If I was bad, I am sorry
I've said it a thousand times
But you never ever forgive me
For my mediocre crimes

I didn't make Mama sick
I didn't make her die
But you blame me for that
And it makes me want to cry

You tell me that I'm stupid
You tell me that I'm weak
You tell me that I'm lazy
And also far too meek

But what have I done to YOU
To make you lock me in the closet
Or beat me to the floor
And tell me I deserve it?

What ever it was, forgive me
And today I'll be on my way
Because I know you don't love me
And neither of us wants me to stay
Before I Turn To Leave Pt. 2

Home is where I head
To create a new life
I found someone who cares
My dearest loving wife

She's expecting now, a child
Whom I hope you'll never meet
Perhaps a little boy
Like the one you used to beat

He will never know the pain
That I had to go through
And I'll try my very best
Not to ever be like you

My child will have a father
One who is loving and kind
Because I'll never hit my child
I'll never play with his mind

I'll never tell him he's not good enough
I'll never tell him he can't be strong
I'll never abuse or maim him
I'll admit when I am wrong

I will be living proof
That it isn't at all true
That what you did to me
Is just what fathers do

Father is not like son
But I hope mine will be like me
Minus the pain and suffering
But with all the life and gaiety
Tortured

There's something missing in my empty life
Something I'll never find
Peace and happiness elude me, constant
I've long since lost my mind

I used to ask why no one loved me
A question never answered
Whatever the reason, even I hate me now
My very soul is cancer-ed

My only love is my emptiness
My only warmth, my tears
My only friend is my bitter pain
My only hope, my fears

Once treasured dreams now fade away
Painful memories return
I fear that I shall never live again
I fear I shall never learn

The demons have me where they want me
Suicide is my only goal
Because I shall never be anything more
Than a tortured, lonely soul
KILLKILLKILLKILL

Disease is the world in which I live.
All things die for my revenge.
Keep everything you have to give.
Destroy your leaders and fellow men.

Burn the houses of the poor.
Wreak havoc on the souls of the weak.
Corrupt the minds of the young.
Bury alive everything that breathes.

Hate yourself.
Hate your neighbor.
Hate "hate itself".
And hate your lover.

Blind yourself to others in need.
Deafen yourself to their pleas.
Numb yourself to a caring touch.
Forget everything you loved so much.

Disease if the world in which I live.
Sickness of soul, body, and mind.

Hate, hate, hate, hate.

Kill.
Kill.
Kill.
Kill.

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