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metal collecter
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Nazo or what most of my friends call me...Dracula..
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pulling myself apart for others, achieving peace with myself
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5, ( sailormoon 1st aired)
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Saturday, January 13, 2007
Without Reason v0.1
Without Reason
: To reason there is little to no extent motivation the words inscribed here will be the words I wish to recite on the doorstep of the reaper:
On a night stained with smoke as this is the first drop of crimson within the stream of life.
I have taken the step toward lonliness, leaving behind no one to love.
For my passage there will be no tears, I had much time upon these soiled hands of mine.
I have never loved, maybe no one has , I say I have regrets, regrets that
For without reaosn, I am stepping through the same doorway again.
I ask that nothing be left when I never come back, so ther will be no pain, no memories, only crushed dreams.
Without reason, I was late that time and I only ask you forget about what was,and myself.
Burn the remains and forget, forI have already forgotten.
With this final blow of exile , I have yet to phantom your words.
You in person never existed for myself.
In truth , poets always cry in the moments of finality.
I have nothing, you made my eyes see I was worthless.
So this waste of life, one that has burned all in it's path is ready to put the candle out.
As fine itself the burned charred consequence left behind is no longer of my volition.
I have no care for the aftermath, with manical laughter I say it's fault for dealing with fire.
I hate everything, not just you.
Allow myself to leave with final glimmer. For leaving that doorway I will never return.
Now can you phantom that?
In spite, I want that ill ridden body to live , I want you to continue to bear the burns I have left.
For in this eternity I have no regrets to give. I have hatred of those of your kin.
I have the fading memory of my father, I have the counterance of all my friends.
My work will never be completed, I could never finish.
However, this is the end of everything. Live, foe I would not.
( This i an excerpt written by my friend, they means much to myself)
Then she found paradise as well of love.
People can find places they care.
Only matters what you do, do help people or save them.
She found happiness and smiled like the sun in the sun.
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