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"When nothing makes sense, I'll fight believing only in myself."
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Last edited by Lisean; 01-21-07 at 10:28 PM.
Surrender To Your Darkest Dreams.
Lisean Lemot
Current Quests/RPs:
The Death Row Riot
Complete Quests/RPs:
Rain, Rain, Go Away..
Althanians who think I'm awesome:
Ha! Made you look. Nobody likes me.
*is going crazy with polls*
Do you ever Feel like a Monster?
Do you dare to read The Diary of the Dead
Have you seen my Hollow Daydreams
Or listened to this Serenade of Haunting Voices
Pray for The Heart I Once Had
Then grant A Rose For The Dead'
but ... but...
well you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
or the moment of truth in your lies
when everything feels like the movies
yeah you bleed just to know you're alive
and i don't want the world to see me
cause i don't think that they'd understand
when everything's made to be broken
i just want you to know who i am
goo goo dolls "iris"
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"He who has knowledge of the just and the good and beautiful ... will not, when in earnest, write them in ink, sowing them through a pen with words which cannot defend themselves by argument and cannot teach the truth effectually."
--Plato, Phaedrus
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Can't beat that, Myur~!
The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven - All's right with the world...
~Pippa Passes; by Robert Browning