It's "colormeclear"
Please add that instead of this one.
I will be transferring all my art to the new account.


Death Comes To Talk To MeHe licks his fingers And turns the page; His eyebrows twitch, They twist in rageDeath Comes To Talk To Me
He slams the newspaper - Smashes it to the floor; He stands up madly And runs for the door!
He yanks on his boots - Hat and staff equipped, He emerges smelling of Death Ascending from the crypt
He makes his way to me His beard a twisted flame Of golden and red braids; Like a wizard from a game
He licks his lips, He thinks some more, Then starts speaking, Recalling all the gore,
" The


Watching the RoseFlower of love, you die so soon Lips of silk on skin Smell demise of innocence,Watching the Rose
And taste the start of sin
Twirling between my fingers Secrets touched in thought Lightly press a petal And it folds upon the lot
Seduced by strangers’ faces Whose roots turn other ways Happiness just out of reach Somewhere in life’s maze.
Irony is the reason Joy creates my pain Cheer is not its meaning It’s love for those the same.
Tears are often hidden And shielded by the mirth Kept away by nature’s thorns To let you kno
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Blow your mind, smoke gunpowder.
u have my name...rock on ^-^
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ramblings of an unstable mind
keep it up!
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living reflection of a dream
PYON
Have a good time.
C u!
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My husband's DA page
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