Grievous Photo By: MadamChryzl "Vermillionville" Grievous people do even more grievous things... In the world with ebony skies the raven sings... "O Hark, light escapes and the darkness trails my wings." Desperate people do desperate things... There is no measure for sorrow or of how a scorned thorn stings... Silence can sing... Defense is King...... Continue Reading →

Here lies that watch again... Tick Tockin, tick tockin... It runs where it lies layin... Second by Second... Minute by Minute... Hour by Our... Day by day... Week by weak... Month by month... Year by yearn... Those hands turn... Surely there's nothing you will miss. Nothing like an un-missed kiss... Recovered bliss... No matter The...... Continue Reading →

They hold... loosely and tightly... if not done right they can be frightening. They touch... softly or hard... it's hard to know which cars. They speak... delicately or bold... one will know what their being told. They show... point or gesture... hopefully towards pleasure. They feel... nurse or caress... they have the ability to suppress.... Continue Reading →

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