Yay Me
Iksa

For DannyToday I felt Danu's cry as young men sobbed and old men sighed Keening as amibition died with tears run redFor Danny
and love run dry For cold grief slips ever nigh
the dawn recants and hope skirts by "Fow what is truth, but matyr's lies?" Still we kneel and invoke the sky Faith is naught,
as the just deny the ruin wrought from Balor's leering eye
Deeds done in a world come too soon than soon to come.
"Tools of the Trade: A unicorn and a good amount of Scotch" - hehe
my poem/song on unircons [link]
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[link] <-- my clothing label where art is the focus.
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No-o, really, I'm not sarcastic. Never. Psh.
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[link] <-- my clothing label where art is the focus.
"even if i have to look UP* half of them"
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[link] <-- my clothing label where art is the focus.
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No-o, really, I'm not sarcastic. Never. Psh.
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