:: Dain's blog of eternal stench. ::
Uhh.. basically what I be feeling every time I choose to update.| [::..necropolis..::] | |||
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| [::..currently..::] | |||
| being: bored. | |||
| blaring: nothing. | |||
| consuming: a glass of water... mmm.. water. | |||
| conversing: the voices in my head. | |||
| deadly sin: envy. | |||
| dying of: ovarian cancer? | |||
| expecting: stuff. | |||
| hating: my situation. | |||
| wishing: Blatantly Obvious. | |||
| [::..go away..::] | |||
| :: There is a monkey in my pants.com [>] :: Yeah. I've actually got this site up now. |
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| :: Buy me Stuff [>] | |||
| :: Homepage of EVIL [>] :: Ok, it's Josh's site. |
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| :: Video Game Theater [>] :: A site on which I will be ranting about and reviewing games. |
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| :: They Fight Crime! [>] |
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| :: Guitartabs.cc [>] :: Where Dain goes for all his Guitar tab needs! |
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| :: punkhardcore [>] :: Hoo yeah. Punk-o-rific. Including tabs and lyrics of punk songs! |
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| :: OtakuWorld! [>] :: Your source for KiSS dolls since.. whenever it was that it started! |
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:: Wednesday, August 28, 2002 ::
I wrote this a few nights ago... the words just started coming into my head while I was trying to fall asleep so I got up, turned the light on and started writing it down.
Unnatural Erosion of the Soul
A brilliant, breathtaking beauty.
A beauty ravaged by the sands of time,
ransacked by the wheel of fortune
and raped by the cruel hands of fate.
A twisted beauty,
corrupted by these three cosmic forces.
All three are double-edged swords
and the back swing has been heartless.
A mangled beauty,
left to fester in itself.
Left to die amongst the maggots,
but resilient enough to survive.
A faded beauty,
exposed too long to the harsh light of reality.
The hurtful remains of a life which seems dead,
but belongs in no morgue.
A jaded beauty,
slowly colored by the past.
Memories spread like gangrene through the mind’s flesh
leaving discolor and destruction in their wake.
A resounding beauty,
not unlike the melody of morning bells.
Left unchecked for so long, they’ve begun to crack
like the ruptures in her psyche.
A distorted, ruined, unappreciated beauty,
but it’s beautiful nonetheless.
:: Dain 12:22 PM [+] ::
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