

PhantasmagoriaPhantasmagoriaPhantasmagoria
Darkness and solitude: the breeding lot for my hatred Dreams of what was once pure Died with the sun so long ago
Idols and ideals once held high reappear and rot in grace Hope sinks like prayers to the ears of deaf deities Ive witnessed the rise of seven fallen kings Conspire to nurture my demons
Sowing the seeds of skepticism Into the mind fields of imbeciles
In this dark hour this haunting hour The truth is shed, friends turn to fiends No redemption for the damned
Apparitions taunt in tongues unknown Not
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"There's more to the truth than just the facts."
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Story of a Nude - Do you want a chance at a couple hundred dA$ and an artist's bag?!
Please, help if you can.
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It's nice to be important - But it's more important to be nice!
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Happy Holidays!
may all of your wishes and dreams come true.
thank you so much for your support. your support has helped me a lot this past year and added more inspiration to my life to keep on writing.
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thanks for the favourite. much appreciated!
thank you so much for the favourite!
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Story of a Nude - Do you want a chance at a couple hundred dA$ and an artist's bag?!
Please, help if you can.
thank you so much!!
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