BlackKatt13

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Last Login: 08/26/2016 9:14 pm

Registered: 06/24/2007

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Birthday: 09/12/1993

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Spectral Illusionist Report | 01/13/2010 9:39 pm
Spectral Illusionist
thx for the purshse[donka in german]
-BooBooKitteh Report | 10/04/2009 7:35 pm
-BooBooKitteh
Hey!
We talked once but I changed my name =o
It was;; Kisshu94
So how are yooh?
Nigufutsu Deemonu Report | 09/18/2009 6:49 pm
Nigufutsu Deemonu
i am not stupid, i am insane, there is a significant difference lol
Nigufutsu Deemonu Report | 09/17/2009 8:14 pm
Nigufutsu Deemonu
*eye twitches and the button burns* stupid button...
Nigufutsu Deemonu Report | 09/17/2009 8:04 pm
Nigufutsu Deemonu
F***!!!!!!!!! I DIDN'T LOSE THE WHOLE D*** DAY, DAMMIT!!!!!! *falls over and cries* ... *gets up and stares at you* ok, that's it... *grabs a stick and pokes you endlessly* SUFFER MY POKEY WRATH!!!!!!
Nigufutsu Deemonu Report | 09/17/2009 7:57 pm
Nigufutsu Deemonu
I REFUSE TO CONFORM, DAMMIT!
Nigufutsu Deemonu Report | 09/17/2009 7:20 pm
Nigufutsu Deemonu
i was just rick-rolled... *exploads*
- Monsieur Stick - Report | 09/11/2009 5:18 pm
- Monsieur Stick -
Happy Birthday =]]
vampire_wolf2064 Report | 08/30/2009 9:54 am
vampire_wolf2064
Ok...
vampire_wolf2064 Report | 08/19/2009 8:02 pm
vampire_wolf2064
I love Edgar Allen Poe! he is the king of poetry. Get it, "Poe"try? I am such a nerd.....XD

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ALBEL THE EXTERMINATOR
"It doesn't matter how many maggots you've got; I'll kill them all!"
[Star Ocean 'Till the End of Time] You'll know if you play.
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-"Pocahontas, that tree is talking to me."
--"Then you should talk back."

 
 

The Tiger
By William Blake
1757-1827

TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Alone
by: Edgar Allen Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.