Temptress, tempt this to bliss;
Just a kiss, my dear mistress?
Winged, she dominates my dreams;
I couldn't care,
That she isn't what she seems,
For a kiss, it's fair.
Jet-black, shadow made flesh;
Veil my eyes with sweet lies
Shining scales, my...
Gothic, No-Yiff, Poetry, furcadia
This bar, so sadistically wunderbehr.
Walls of char, import furniture from afar;
Scented of opiate and incense;
Since sitting, I lost my sense.
With ten pence I can die,
Then again in pens, stealing my eye;
Fine merchandise;
Anything - for a...
Gothic, No-Yiff, Poetry, furcadia
Descend to dirty suburbia;
Dastards and disasters,
I'd rather have-a hernia.
Streets of snow,
Strays with nowhere to go;
Counting fleas in their hair
Warmed by high-altitude attitudes
Bemoaning why life's unfair,
But they, the fools, are moral...
Gothic, No-Yiff, Poetry, Urban, furcadia
Longer, but i guess i stopped it here, just because, charu, being one of grave's favorite's i wanted to torture grave when he reads this part and has it cut out xd im glad i got this one out quicker then my last one, cause the first one i was so busy with furcadia
No-Yiff
He always had his yahoo messenger open when he played, as he also would sometimes talk to friends he met through gaming or through his first experience of a game that was basically a big chatroom...furcadia.
Adventure, Arctic Wolf, Video Games