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rain
in deviantID on 6/17/08
Autumn
in Jewelry on 5/5/08
Spring
in Other on 3/15/08
Stockholm syndrome
in Conceptual on 3/15/08
Dawn Over A New World
in Miscellaneous on 3/15/08
when did you fade?
in City Life on 2/18/08
on the bus..or off the bus.
in Conceptual on 2/18/08
sit down please.
in Conceptual on 2/18/08
cars.
in Conceptual on 2/18/08
gone.
in Street on 2/4/08
stairway to heaven?
in Industrial on 2/4/08
broken playground.
in Miscellaneous on 2/4/08
Winterhearted.
in People on 1/2/08
Winterhearted
in deviantID on 1/2/08
While Your Lips Are Still Red
in Emotional on 1/2/08
Can't Reach The Sky II
in Industrial on 1/2/08
Can't Reach The Sky
in Industrial on 1/2/08
Don't Leave Me Here II
in Industrial on 1/2/08
Don't Leave Me Here
in Industrial on 1/2/08
In The Cold Light II
in Other on 1/2/08
In The Cold Light
in Other on 1/2/08
A Cable Is Unplugged..
in Conceptual on 1/2/08
Chronicles of Madness Part IAUTUMN  I have a dream. In that dream, I wake up in a wooden house because sun is shining on my face. I tie my hair back and smile to my sleeping lover.  I go out in the sunlight and quiet the dog who's barking his farewell to summer.  I step in a  rowing boat and go across the lake to buy some food in the tiny shop led by the lovely old lady with light laughter and a bunch of kids.  Then I go back to wake my love by the smell of fresh green tea.   
SUMMER  I'm wearing a green linen dress. My feet are naked, I can feel every tiny stone in the botton of the lake. It's night, I see each star in the s Chronicles of Madness Part I
in Mystery on 12/4/07
coming home.I.  recently i have been wondering 'bout how it happened,  now we've gone our happy separate ways.  but we are just the same, a burning family  spoiled bloodlines,  nothing to deny.   
a master angel at the dead of night  who taught me how to hail and kill their lies  oh where are you, we go on asking  but we're just the same,  we just keep talking.  blah blah blah  insert a lovely story here.   
II.  oh, dirty mind, i love you  i adore you  coming up the street to see me  chirstmas comes  we're not their breed  and never will be, honestly coming home.
in Open on 11/21/07
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