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An Art & Written Collaboration with *toptecky
Dance Macabre The deep night above moistened our lips with its hushed rain and dipped our wings in crimson and crazed purgatory waves of Heaven’s same I saw the light as it showered upon thine eyes unscathed diamonds and well up in the infinity of thine spirit wholly devoured with deformities of sin that embellish the soul and the embrace that consumed me and death, with the living, an uncanny shudder as manifested in thine truest arms levelled the spike of my spirit and jolted my throne to a waltz Mêle son ironie à ton insanité Et danser la danse macabre |
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July 1, 2006
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Thus does the Necessary Angel of the poetic
arrive to save the Angel of History
from dying of melancholy
in a suffocating world of ruins.
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum's Archangel, Room 676
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"It never used to hurt before
it isn't funny anymore
Feeling so alone now,
Funny how you wish some way that
you could die at the hospital"
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum's Archangel, Room 676
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this is all an elaborate joke
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum's Archangel, Room 676
dis flippen gooooooooooooooooood
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view some saucy pics: [link]
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum's Archangel, Room 676
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Drop the Chocolate and nobody gets hurt
"Wacom queen" --- u nanabrood - lol
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum's Archangel, Room 676
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