I plan on making this happen and not just saying it this time!


Thus Pride is BornThere is a soul that feels alone Although surrounded by many other souls It craves attention; even negativity. Self-destruction, humiliation, stupidity, It liked to portray itself as these things For that negative attention. But then one-day it opened its eyes To look around across the world And see the tears of many seas, Hunger, sorrow, and peoples greeds The pain without was worse than the pain within And it took up arms and began to fight For not of itself, but for delicate things, Like a blooming flower, a bird in flight; It fought for many and protThus Pride is Born


Controller of SoulsI am the Master that commands these strings To bend fingers, move legs and other such things. To move a soul with a flick of my fingersController of Souls
The doll sprouts to life, poised, yet lingers Waiting with undead patience for the force of command, The time has begun, new life is at hand! It walks, it talks, it dances, it prances With new devotion, the doll shall take chances, Doing my bidding for whatever I please It ignores locked emotions just to appease My will, my whims, my hopes, my dreams It does what I want, following my schemes. I will control this purpose, this pawn, this


Sever Those TiesMaster can you please cut my strings? 'Cause my arms want to reach to the stars, Feel things with my own hands,Sever Those Ties
Think with my own thoughts I'm so lost without your control But to feel just one moment of freedom Is worth the sever of our loyal ties. Just once to touch something and feel it, A single moment of emotions flowing; To cry, to scream, to sigh, to breath, I want all these things, I want to feel them. I am restricted while tied to you Although your clever fingers allow my distance It is never quite freedom in a sense Because you're controlling m


Life CycleRecognition for a flower Building itself to the sun, Of petals so frail And stems sturdy bulk It will wilt one day Fade like any other.Life Cycle
One too may blossom As will the day of decay, Oh, such precious is life Petals falling into the dirt, Seedlings dispersing, morphing To build life once more.
This cycle is endless, Rapture in the cog of living, So to what is the purpose Of the growth of living flame? We must flicker and spread Only to be snubbed out and diminish
Memories are a key to locked doors As thic
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ROFLMAO!
no no no, this signature is
radioactive, it is! honestly! bevare!
sticky sounds just way too perverted to begin with -_____-'
who wants "sticky" signatures in the first place?
or is it pointy then? as stick's n such? :I
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Cómo la sangre de los mártires extendiéndose por el suelo,
Las flores del cielo cubren los crímenes de la tierra...
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I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of sexy Alfred Jones
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