

Lying's RootThe time to strike is the moon's rising, But for those who know he's lying, Sword by head, He no longer lead, At moon's high, They are the cries, Become the echos, Of those who bellow, Why death become me, Must we be forced to flee, Soil become red, By those who bled, Turned to dust, Destroyed by lust, For those who fear, There is no one dear, Now the sun's lands, Swords by hand, To kill the bands, Of those who ran, Torn by fear, A nation so dear, Lying's root, Become us all, And leave the rest to livLying's Root
Keifru
I was going to come back today, now that I have more time, and check out the galleries of the people I thanked for watching me, but I can skip yours guilt-free now. Thanks for giving me a reason NOT to watch you back.
Please check your attitude before insulting others here. I don't know if you were having a bad day or what but that was uncalled for.
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my soul is a bird.
my heart is the ocean.
my mind is a tree, evergrowing.
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Agent-Di (Amanda/Artiste)
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Meh...
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I AM NOT HERE. I HAVE DIED ON THE CROSS FOR YOUR SINS.
Actually, I just moved.
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