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A Female In WhiteA female in white
She stares at the corner
No one knows what she's waiting for
Everything happening behind her is evil
She sees nothing but ghosts and sons of the devil
She stares away all the time not looking back
In hope that nothing she sees can attack
Every noise she hears scares her more
Specially now the sound of a door
The ax now missing from the shed
A demon had cut off her head
She still sits staring at the corner
And if you see her never look towards her
Her eyes gouged out and head still hanging
You can hear the sound of the shed doors slamming
Agony of WantsMy spirit aches from agony
my bones are shaking from this tyranny
I craved the dead so eagerly.
My answers had just rose from the grave
it was so tempting I couldn't behave
stepping foot unto the dead
I had awoke lying in bed.
I dreamt of having eternal life
I got up feeling like i was stabbed by a knife.
Death Is NearWhat is that tapping on my window? Could it be the lonely crow whose glare can peirce the soul? Or maybe a branch from the old oak tree that howls from the wind. I near my blinds as the tapping comes to a halt. I look out my window only to find the words in the fog upon the glass "Komm mit mir in die leere". This message I read wasn't quite clear. Moments later the tapping arose but this time upon my door. I leered at the door as the tapping ceased, I opened it with ease. To find a message upon the wood this time in blood that reads "ihr leben endet bald". My heart raced fast as I gained the fear. Once again the tapping rises. My body stiff and my breath not there. My body laid to rest I never found out that tapping pest.
Beauty of NatureThis worlds natural beauty so profound.
I watch as the creatures dart across the sky and ground,
and the waterborn swim without a sound.
The beauty of this land hidden amongst the ruins of mankind,
as we try to conjure the knowledge to free nature from this bind.
I listen to the wind beat it's rhythm into the surface,
and I feel the spirit of nature hold me in it's embrace.
The sun and moonlight bathing me like silk upon my skin,
I savor every moment for the beauty of this land is wearing thin.
REQUESTS FOR PHOTOSI plan to do requests with photography (NO NUDES) So please if you'd like to see something in particular feel free to message me. Anything other than Nudes is accepted. All I ask in return is to help me get my name out there. I'll also be posting photography more often since I'll be able to open the world up to myself more pretty soon. Anyhow message me requests and I'll also watch you. Thank you and God Bless..!!
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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