Untitled I fall beneath your cloak of darkness Into the void of nightmares as yet undreamed. I paint my skin in the colors of your madness And dance to the sounds of your screams. Your... More »
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Ranger's Requiem You were always a beautiful baby. There was show dog running in your veins. You liked nothing more than to be groomed. Prancing about the house, head held high, You were Glorious Pride... More »
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Posted on Apr 29th, 2008
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Kathryn
Life In Cliché Success is struggle. Knowledge is ignorance. Existence is nothing. Remembrance is loss. We are one and we are separate. Nothing is everything we have. We come full circle as life is death.... More »
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