Little boy death,
Come swing your scythe.
There's wars in the making,
There's bump's in the night.
Where's the boy who brings in the night?
Asleep within the warmth of the Gods?
Or amongst the stars?
He's here with I,
Old Man Apple Tree said.
Deep down within,
Amongst the leaves,
Hidden in the branches,
Asleep and safe.
Will you wake him?
No, not I.
For if I do,
He's sure to cry.














Devious Comments
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But every now and then I just give in,
I let you break my heart all over again.
I make sure there's nobody else around and I,
I breakdown ~ Shannon Noll
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This is the dreamscape,
A drowery of sin,
This is the Darkness,
Where nightmares begin.
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it looks like he fell off the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. -by chickie forgot which movie it was lol!!
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Passion comes from vision....vision comes from immersion...immersion comes from passion~ Fangfingers
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