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AsunderThe trees arose in clean and clear coppice And garnered by verdure and peonies. The air that coolly blew was at its peace And fluidly went through the leaves with ease. Then Tigress, wrapped in white, a coat of death, And tranquil stripes of black, was on the prowl. A Man with sword in hand was out of breath. His helm and heart were heavy; he heard a growl. Then out of brush and thick the beast attacked And like a dragonfly he dodged and cut. The blood, the passion, out. And taken aback The Man could not be brought, at last, to gutAsunder
Her and his affection. With her,
by ~Murasumil
On Human NatureWhere grass would sway and wave in summer winds, A fence of twisted wire glares with hate. Where forests offered shelter from mankind, A derelict apartment stands sedate. Despite the bullet ridden flags of green, The world is wrapped in vines of flame. And tyrants’ lust for crude has proved obscene While men of prowess flee, who bore acclaim; They don’t believe, so that there will not beOn Human Nature
An entity to look away in shame and woe. In icy fires, books of “heresy” Are burned. For me, it strikes the final blow: The mortal race can master all the Earth, &nbs
by ~Murasumil
The Rock in the RoughWoe to that rock in the rough Wavering in the waves Battered and dazed Enduring the briny tide.The Rock in the Rough
What drives it there? To stand in the deep? What keeps it from falling apart? The will to endure A hardened core And even a silvery heart.
From such silvery veins Verged the vorpal blade That jabbed the Jabberwock It fell to its knees Writhligging in pain But then it wished to talk.
“This man would be boy Were it not for this day Were it not for that rattered rock. Now watch my dear lad
The men of this w
by ~Murasumil
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- Current Residence: Coast of Echloth
- Interests: Writing, Drawing, Throwing Javelins
- Favourite movie: V for Vendetta
- Favourite band or musician: Breaking Benjamin/Slipknot(except for most of Vol.4)/ Amon Amarth/Rammstein/Disturbed/Devil Driver
- Favourite genre of music: Hardrock/ Metal
- Favourite artist: *shrug*
- Favourite poet or writer: Homer (if he existed)
- Favourite photographer: N/A
- Favourite style of art: Anything
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- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Shell of choice: My what?
- Wallpaper of choice: What am I, an interior designer?
- Skin of choice: I wish I looked like a dark elf, that'd be cool
- Favourite game: Oblivion, Morrowind, Assassin's Creed, Project 64
- Favourite gaming platform: The kind that plays games
- Favourite cartoon character: Dilbert
- Personal Quote: Vi Vertus Veniversum Vivus Vici (what does it mean? look it up)
- Tools of the Trade: Whatever implement that is unfortunate enough to be within reach
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Talvez ele não pudesse viver noutro lugar." William Faulkner
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It's always times like these
when I think of you
And I wonder if you ever think of me.
Cause everythings so wrong
I don't belong living in your precious memories.
Cause I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder...
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