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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 2:04 am
It is officaily two in the A.M and I have no idea where this came from, just sort of jumped from my fingertips. Well that and a drawing of L from deathnote i did, but i cannot post said drawing for I am at a lack of camera ,_, ..... but anyway......
I’ll take you to my garden, where my children are in full bloom let me take you to my garden, a place of charm let me take you to my garden, so that you may forget all your woes to my garden, under the water
Watch my children sway in the current. Whispered to you a mournful greeting watch my children play. Rippling to you a outstretched arm. Watch my children cry. They are trapped here in my loving embrace. Watch my children, but do not touch.
Tending to my children’s calls. A kiss on the lips of their gaping mouths. Tending to my children’s needs. Righting their skewed ligaments. Tending to my children’s wants. Brushing back their hair from their waterlogged eyes. Tending to my children’s attire. Dressing their swollen bodies.
Primming my garden. all my children are beautiful. Primming my garden. sheering what has become shriveled, eaten at. Primming my garden. Warming their anchored feet. Primming my garden. Protecting my children.
It is growing late here in my garden. A shadow of cold rolling in. The cold shadow brings silence to my garden. Blanketed night, crudely cups it’s hands around my garden. My children sleep now, here in my garden.
Come to me now. I will wait for you here in my garden. Come sit by me now. I will wrap a arm forever around your shoulder. Come talk with me now. I will watch you melt away. Come be with us. I will tend to you my child.
Here in my garden, I will slowly devour you. Here in my garden, I will eat your legs first. Here in my garden, my children do not run from me. My garden is the epiphany of love.
My child of the garden. You no longer need your offal. My child of the garden. Cooed to you the promise of a new world. Child of my garden. Nestled in the chasm of truth. Child of my garden. A home for you awaits
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 8:03 pm
Lovely, sweet little dirge. Ever see the film Cabin by the Lake? This reminds me of it. 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 8:44 pm
TheAmberShrew Lovely, sweet little dirge. Ever see the film Cabin by the Lake? This reminds me of it. 3nodding Ha Ha yeah i thought the exact same thing after i typed this... Which really made me want to go sit down and watch it, but alas i find myself lacking in the avalibility of the movie.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 11:49 pm
This is off topic, but if you watch Samara in you siggy to Nelly's "It's Getting Hot in Here." It is really, really funny. lol Takes all of the creepy away.
This randomness has been brought to you by Dane Le Marson. "Kill, be killed, or have a cup of tea."
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 8:23 pm
TheAmberShrew This is off topic, but if you watch Samara in you siggy to Nelly's "It's Getting Hot in Here." It is really, really funny. lol Takes all of the creepy away. This randomness has been brought to you by Dane Le Marson. "Kill, be killed, or have a cup of tea." Oh I will have to do that indeed! sounds like a bucket of lard.
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