Part One: The Beginning of The The lights from the town's fires burned brightly illuminating the town like a beacon in the center of the forest. From my perch in the canopy I could see the entire city, the streets were deserted except for the stragglers making their way to the Colosseum for the nights "festivities". Festivities isn't quite the word for the scheduled events that night it was more of a barbaric ritualistic act of murder. Legalized murder, committed as an act of sport for all to watch. The Colosseum was almost filled as the line of excited barbaric vampires filed in to fill the last few remaining seats to await the commencement oPart One: The Beginning of The
Beast Without A NameSomething grows inside of me Something I can't tame I look inside and try to see The beast without a name As days go by it grows As years go by its emotions flows Hatred, anger, and utter disdain Hurt and sad, writing in pain Like an abused animal,Beast Without A Name
A beast without a name
Life in darknessThe worlds shrouded in shadows As the suns last dying ray fades And the beauty of the night takes it's place The days overrated, the night is our time The darkness is our kingdom in which we shine We don't need the rising sun it's under the moon we have our fun Who cares if we can't see the light of day? You're the only light I need anywayLife in darkness
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I'm hiding under your bed
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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If everyone in the world loved you, you wouldn't be alone...or so they say
You may think that your not but the more loved you become the more and more you become lonely
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~ClassComics-Club
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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if a single scar can tell a story then my hearts a novel
i can't remember the last time we talked but i have my license, so one day i shalt journey to pt p and find you! ahaha!
nice new beginning you posted by the way, sounds like it's gonna shape up to be a really cool story ^_^
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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if a single scar can tell a story then my hearts a novel
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-Hey, how come the truck driver isn't honking?
-Maybe he's blind.
Com-mis-sions? Note me, love.
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