Never in love again...

December 29, 2008 - 5:42am — Anzel

The angels stroll down their pathways, never looking west or east, only north or never south. They can stand, they can walk, but they can never go anywhere, for they have no legs, only wings. Where is anywhere and why is anything, are we all a bunch of points in this universe and who is scoring us? Is all of this a lie and who am I and why is I the term I use to refer to an indescribable essence which is me, is I, is ...

Lunar changes mark my curiosities as of yet within this world, off and on, on and off, and I cannot make any sense of this. What is wrong, what is right, what is left of me anymore whilst I stand here, cold and helpless...?

Love is a question that only I have and when I peer upon it otherwise, it's old and I hate it and I want it to die...

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I do not permit you enter this area, it is mine and mine alone. For at love, I abandon that which is me. And I gnaw at it with malice now.

I bid you soft dancings...

Sincerely, la mastre Taintheth...

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December 29, 2008 - 5:45am — Kinsmate

that is both cool and sad

that is both cool and sad but i know the questions of love and have faced them they are not easy or hard, if your lucky.

December 29, 2008 - 6:43am — Hubalaboo

tilts head You're you.

*tilts head* You're you. *crooked grin* We might be a dream, we might not exist, but you're talking, I'm talking, we both smile and cry and love and hate so we are simply we.
But, well... I'm not philo... philosophi... cal, so I can't say much... I don't know much, either! *blinks* And i'm not sure I understand all of what you say, but I don't mind.

... lD Plume's weird.