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me and sheour fingers intertwined looked mighty fine like the colors of chocolate and white wine
laced together in the back of a van going down a hill
the color of her shirt and the beat of my heart i remember still
we were two puzzle pieces that didnt fit together
we didnt have all the right parts, they said we were too similair, but it was nice to have a lover that was familiar
so we took a safety pin and poked it through our skin and latched ourselves together
yeah it hurt but we made it work and the blood that dripped found little seeds that sipped
that burst through rotted ground and we created melodies out of those flowers that made the most beautiful sound
we would play these melodies of creativity and sex like a strategist moves his piece across the board and plays chess
i dont know will i burn it hell for being myself?
can i help it if my tears are not what you expect?
i cant help it if what comes out of my eyes is gasoline and shame
i dont mean for them to drip from my chin and fuel th
burning like leprosychurch monster,
show the world god's
kill what you can
[three nails and a cross]
kill what you can.
i say there is grace in the steeple collapsing
no love is sent on airplane wings
though she heaves blood.
tear the demons from my dreams
yes it's fear but it's a fear that understand
spread your poison.
y-yyou're such a strange dreamthis,
because of yyou
i love someone as if drowning
walking with the elder deadnighht-mare gods you feed my diseases
we have lost our reverence and we've lost our purity
sovereign grace has poisoned us
love has changed
given up without a fight
learn the words they say recite
you killed the flower
that blossoms in the night
i have so many faces
im so tired
i wont last
i ripped out my eyes trying to learn how to see you.
starving with dreams
what silence creates
"lose yourself for a moment with me
and be free"
can you smell my fear?
i will know my demons names
my coming salvation
this is my holy war
you said goodnight
and left me wide awake
i-i dont feel so good
don't feel justified
sweet messiah of paper
i bring you my sacrifice my offering
dont go dont leave!
it's so much darker without you here
you're so lovely when you crylost in flight
shivering and cold
[h-havnt eaten in days]
shh little brother
dont tell anyone
they cant know
iim sick and waning
terrified of gaining
to feel empty
is to feel invisible.
i i cant breathe through it all
feeling so easy
love the hunger
this pain, it never gets old
make me skin and bones
i cant remember the last time i've seen my own eyes
or the color of my skin
do you know what it's like
to feel ugly all the time?
cover the mirrors to hide from the monster i see
the hybrid creature staring back at me.
i dont need your help
i've done just fine by myself
this is whatt i want
just like everything, is slowly going, everything i once held dear
my hands are getting just too shaky to hold
hunger hurts, but starving it works
need to find my sanctuary s-someplace safe
gotta get this out of me
this is my escape
and if i feel god judging me
ill look into his face, straight into the lie
as i commit suicide,
self-destructionthey say the body's a temple
i choose to sacrifice
at my secret appetites
a crack in the heart
where the poison spills in
i will suffer so you wont
i will suffer so you wont
my heart starts reacting
my soul starts collapsing
im dancing with fire again
im burning im bleeding the parasites are breeding
it's me versus me versus them
sometimes i sit and ask myself
something's t-taking over me
oh, so surrealshe plays the part of the prey, she plays the part of the meat.
"pprove to mee i exxist"
she's got a pen, a fist that no one feels
aand i swear by my sin- loving soul
[i-i'm nott paranoiid, ddont fuckinng ccall me crazzy i i ssee youur eeyes, hearr thhe drripping demmons, thhey knnow youu fuckking liie]
now this silence, clanging inside my head
never feeel, empty people, empty steeples
if there was a god above,
he'd have let me die instead.
The Star Eater Ball(Contains Vore! THAT'S A WARNIN')
The Colosseum of Rome.
It needed no introduction.
Empress Genevieve, the Star Eater. The golden skinned devourer of billions, and queen of all the cosmos; whether they acknowledged her rule or not. Officially recognised across the galaxy as the most beautiful being in all existence (decided by a beauty pageant she herself hosted). To call her a physical goddess would be to insult her greatness.
She of course needed no introduction either.
But outside of being completely unworthy of housing her glorious majesty, how was the Colosseum currently relevant to the Empress?
Simply, she was bestowing immeasurable honour onto the memory of the Roman Empire by using the building as the location for her first annual Earthling Star Eater Ball.
Genevieve, in all her glory, strode through the crowd as if just another guest. Another guest who towered over all others by almost twice their height. It was uncommon to see her with a flat stomach; this was no exception, a
TGB: Horrible News - Ristal and ZaryaIt didn't make sense.
Sure, she could be angry or annoyed sometimes. Sometimes she would met some idiot that could piss her off, but she hadn't met one lately. Sometimes she would have a bad day, but never days in a row. It didn't make sense at all, she had no reason to be so on edge and yet she was, had been for the latest days now and she couldn't explain it. The fact that she didn't know the reason made her even more angrier. Was something wrong with her? Had she eaten something bad? It was with rough steps and a scowl that Ristal headed for her shared den, feeling that she needed someone with more expertise on health.
"ZARY," she called out, pratically hissed, as she stepped inside, where her friend laid sleeping.
Sleep at night was better, now. She could sometimes do it, and rather than waking up with her heart hammering and sides heaving and terror pumping through her veins, Zarya woke up with the mild feeling that something bad had happened. It wa
TGB: Hot and Cold - Damon and Lully~ (Lime)Green > Fire Tribe | Character: Damon | Area: The Rolling Bridge | Season: Spring ~
Clouds rolling above, as the hint of light winds brought warmth from the south part of Nandryx. Evening sky still a bright blue, but the sun was setting over at the east part of Nandryx, where Fire Tribe thrives at. Bright sun setting just barely behind the distant volcanoes of Fire Tribe territory, and clouds that aren't promising rain for at least a couple of days or more. Sky blue, but slightly hinting the beautiful orange of dusk and with the moon and stars slowly coming out as the sun went down. Such beauty at this time of day, and the time whom a certain Green-Fire is most active. Ebony and white pelt walked the grassy terrains with flowers dotting the areas around him, simple ice blue eyes kept an eye on the river being slightly cautious of the rapid waters. Can this Fire Triber swim
Trouble Brewing New age 757, Autumn, The Needle, Glenmore
Aerion and Skoll
The wind was at Aerion’s back and he knew it would most likely give him away to the stag in question. There was always a chance that it wasn’t an intruding Blackwood but Aerion rarely had cause for hope. He had specifically told Ethyllya to hide so that he could deal with this troublesome buck without worrying about her safety at the same time. She was a lovely doe and perhaps if all went well he might try to get to know her down the road a little. Aerion’s head snapped to attention as he saw the shadow of a buck closer but still weaving in and out of the foliage enough so he couldn’t get a good look at it.
Aerion couldn’t deny that there was a small part of him that would enjoy a small squabble; it would be his first of the season and he was ready for it. He had been on royalty duty for almost the entire Spring and Summer and his body
Querido DrakeQuerido Drake:
¿Recuerdas el porque te puse tu nombre?, era porque necesitabas más que la magia de las hadas para salir adelante, deberías tener la fuerza de un dragón, puesto que tu vida no sería fácil, te lo dije cuando entraste a ese particular campamento, pero lo había pensado desde el momento en que decidí tomarte como mi nieto, sé que esto no debe ser agradable para ti ahora, me estoy muriendo y puede para que para cuando leas esto ya no este, de ante mano me disculpo por durante tan pocos años, ni siquiera tuve la oportunidad de ver a tu primera novia, pero de seguro tendrá un buen corazón porque la habrás elegido tú.
Me gustaría primero que nada hacerte saber que te amo, siempre lo he hecho desde que te tuve en mis brazos. Y también disculparme no solo por dejarte solo siendo tu un niño aun si no también por todo lo que te hice pasar mientras estaba enferma, s
DotW RP: From Morrow to BlutwaldKiterrax
Crash was still reeling with shock, following Gypsee blindly. She was vaguely aware of another wolf joining them. In her head, she was howling for her brother, unable to get the image of his corpse out of her mind. The huge black birds that had lifted into the air when they approached. It felt like they were following her. The horrifying scent of her brother, dead, sickness plaguing his body.
Before she was aware of it, it was nightfall, and they were no longer in Morrow. Did Morrow exist anymore? Crash shuddered, squeezing her eyes shut. She sought Gypsee out, keeping the wolf in her line of sight at all times. Her adopted sister would understand. It was unreasonably cold tonight, so Crash burrowed into Gypsee's silvery hide, trembling with exhaustion.
In the morning, Crash was roused by Gypsee getting up. She stood, shaking herself and looking around, unsure of where they were. A deep brown wolf was with them, talking quietly to Gypsee. Crash stared at him. He was somew
Hwutwut SocietyHwutwut Political Organization
The Hwutwut: Originally savanna-dwellers whose staple diet consisted of widely dispersed tubers and irregularly fruiting plants. They communicate by giving oral directions through a semantic space, usually mapped to a physical territory. They exhibit gross sexual dimorphism, as males weigh on average three times as much as females and have secondary mandibles modified to form long fighting tusks. A subset of males have a feminine morphotype, and are outwardly indistinguishable from females. These individuals are almost always persecuted in Hwutwut societies.
Their societies are characterized by reproductive monopolization, separate male and female hierarchies and lifestyles, and nomadism.
Forms of political organization:
1. Primitive/basic: The primitive mode of Hwutwut society consists of small, plains-roaming troupes, questing for tubers. A troupe of females is controlled by a single male, or occasionally two or more brothers. The patriarch has sole mat
Part 3 of something put together“A devil’s game is also a god’s game.”
High above Knauia IV, as terraforming devices start to place an atmosphere friendly to most known races. The Xixtis Explorer slowly arcing around the small planet, as much of the crew are busy with new modifications being placed into mainly into the engine and sensors subsystems and computer core. On the bridge of the Xixtis Explorer Captain Bajoon and the Crimson General were standing with oddly no bridge crew on station.
“I have been meaning to ask you something Crimson.I have been asking most of the engineers on what you are doing to my ship and they have told me that you are modifying the engines and sensors to allow both this ship to travel back and to keep the wormhole open.” Commented Captain Bajoon. “And I am now wondering why you are having all those modifications being placed into this ship?”
“It’s real simple Captain, I’m sending you and your crew back through where the B
Author's noteThey are the descendants of Destery Kadmon, son of King David.
"When your days are fulfilled and you rest with your fathers, I will set up your seed after you, who will come from your body and I will establish his kingdom. He shall build a house for my name, and I will establish the throne of his kingdom forever. I will be his Father and he shall be My son. If he commits iniquity I will chasten him with the rod of men and with the blows of the sons of men. But My mercy shall not depart from him, as I took it from Saul, whom I removed before you. And your house and your kingdom shall be established forever before you. Your throne shall be established forever." - 2 Samuel 3: 12-17
The promised sons of David;
the forgotten sons of God's chosen king
they are the reincarnations of corrupted Angels.
Completely cut off from the rest of the tribe of Israel, they roam on their own.
Conquering the lands around them.
their army, the strongest known force to be reckoned with in all the world, they
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