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kris-a fixif i'm the devil's (s)pawn, so fuckin' be it cause all you righteous rebels condescend with bladed crucifixes-getting hidden fixes. you're all the oldest children that i ever knew.kris-a fix
"ooh, ooh. look at me! look at me!" overzealous eyes-a fuckin' blank stare case they say, "ooh, ooh, look at me! &
by ~parallaxian
kitten's cradlethe chilling flame says: you remind me of a bullet... i once knew.. a girl...kitten's cradle
staring into an empty
bottle full of answers, the chilling flame keeps seeking love in kitten's cradle look at her. she seems content with life and fire in a ladle she slings about and pours it out.
the chilling flame just takes the pain and calls her name.
by ~parallaxian
Caduceusthere is a light that shinesCaduceus
when you most need it
open your mind, child then close your eyes to see it
choose you east, or choose you west in the dawn or dusk of moments...
he walks the line past which we cannot see his name is hope. HE lives in destiny. swept beneathe a rug of mercury blind- now i can see
by ~parallaxian
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Floodimagine antideluvian shreds of passion titanic folds of fabric red like cold pumping blood in the heart of a killer excite to dig and dig you willFlood
now show no mercy love of mine won't you bleed me, purgre my poison passion, purgatory within and send me sensually to heaven
fan the flame of sweet aggression tear from me the flesh that binds leave a trail of red destruction in mirror sight shall catch my eyes
by *thomas-mariner
bathestep aboard get lost with me. let's get lost at sea. a sea of crimson liquid lust, let's get lost at sea. and lose yourself and all your trust and faith in chivalry,bathe
and find yourself renewed let's bathe in carnal savagery
in one moment your adoration suffers sublimation and becomes everything for which i've hoped and all for which i've prayed. so what if it will seem depraved. take hold of me and
take me prey, so i pray! won't you give in to the nature of this menagerie and take me prey so i pray.
give in as in myth and li
by *thomas-mariner
venus comeindecision stays me in disguise you take me prisoner of yours, you whore, you rape the willing opener of doors, you whore, you casue my sufferingvenus come
a step above the others chill of night within your eyes tantalizing touch of yours behaviour it implies
indecision dissipates unmasked are intentions prisoner of yours, you whore, you take me pleading begging now, give me more, you whore, respect my needing
distinction from the others sinfully showing me the sky and all the lust you conjure from my body in the night
speak
by *thomas-mariner
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Trying to find my journey
But the only passion is death
Trying to find whos lonely
Im the only one thats left
maus
mausedaniel@netscape.net
bring it little brother
and fuckin stay away from the marines!!
I'm happy you enjoyed the photo
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bernie
Nat x
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I'm already somebody's baby<i/>
Buy my prints! [link]
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I'm already somebody's baby<i/>
Buy my prints! [link]
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dance all you dreamers and lovers of life
know that there's more than just black or white
shed your disguises and don't criticize
seek all your answers and sleep through the night-Collide
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By perseverance, the snail reached the ark...
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Shiver in the ways of admiration
I am parallel
You are imagination
Doubtless;
Let me feel whats mine
And Ill let you take it
Thank You
~A Dreamer
Hey!Can I call you?HUh?Huh?I wanna!
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dance all you dreamers and lovers of life
know that there's more than just black or white
shed your disguises and don't criticize
seek all your answers and sleep through the night-Collide
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Here at Parallaxian, we strive to maintain a drama-free work zone to ensure healthy interaction amongst artists.
If complete honesty is not good enough for a person, then perhaps i am shit out of luck...or perhaps i shouldn't care...or perhaps i do, but in doing so i must never speak another word of this.
However, one thing certainly remains the same. I have a leather bound book of memories that contains two drawings. The ink interacted very well withthe paper and moisture. Being as how the drawings are opposite one another, they were able to superimpose upon one another. The result is a subtle golden face amongst it's counterpart. I will cherish this for as long as i live without regard to fickle moodswings and rushes of hormonally based emotions that manifest them selves in a juvenile assault on me at my own home page. Time is a funny thing that blesses us one day and is the bane of our existance upon the next. I will remember the blessings and curses equally, for denial is yet another curse. However, if consolation should ever be sought, forgiveness is already instated.
In other news, i am preparing my mind to embark on yet another artistic journey with new characters and new stories. Everyone be on the look out for "The Living Sanctuary".
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