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Angel of his HeartA warrior sits alone looking out to the sea, wanting to forget the destruction he did flee The sword at his side yearns for crimson wine, it's master seeks to forget the dying cry He stands again with sword in hand, and spills his life onto the ocean's sand His eyes now see clearly the starlit sky, they close with the memory of war's cryAngel of his Heart
He awakens once again in a land of the light, discarding the sword that wishes only to fight His armour crumbles as he wanders the field, as there are none that now wish him to yield The plain stretches far beyond the seeing eye, &
Castle view
Devious Comments
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Would you care to whitness what is the product of the Bladesman's Mind?
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**MY PERSONAL GALLERY**
**MY COMMON GALLERY**
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"Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have. It is the very last inch of us. But within that inch we are free."
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~*~ There's no good or bad side, just two sides holding different views ~*~
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Quoth the bovine, "Nevermoo."
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~素敵だね~
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Design will save the world!
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$@har-ry potter!
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Take thy beak from out my heart and take thy form from off my door.
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[ bestfuture photography © 2005-2008 Mike Boytsov ]
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Patiently Waiting...
thank you for the
much appreciated!
v-j
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Patiently Waiting...
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BUSQUEDA.
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so eyah ttul
--kyle--
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keep up the beautifulness
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A big party that all your friends were invited to. I invited your best friend, the Companion Cube.
Of course, he couldn't come because you murdered him.
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