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I SEE THROUGH YOUR BLOODY LIES




i looked into her eyes and i thought i saw love
i thought she was the gift from the heavens above

i hate how this has all changed me how she got me
i was told and i thought i would have been different

one girl but so many memeries but how could one girl
make me think about her so much but she hurt me so much

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all these are old ugly pics of me

im the ugly guy on the left

all these are old ugly pics of me

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Birthday:May 22, 1990
Location:Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada
Join Date:05:46pm | Feb 25, '09
Profile Updated:08:45pm | May 27, '12
Last Active:02:33am | May 28, '12

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Becareful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman was a gift from God made from a mans rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from is head to be superior, but from his side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved

ABOUT ME

well im a good guy for the most part but im a fucking prick once you piss me off if your in a pickle it doesnt matter if i hardly know you at all i will do what i can to get you out of it =D lol i am very everywhere in my taste in music one day i might like tech the next i might like stuff like papa roach idk well this is some of me anything else you will have to ask




THIS IS WHERE SOME OF MY DRAWINGS ARE SOMETIMES I LIKE TO PRETEND I CAN DRAW LOL
http://killingrosh.deviantart.com/


hehe emos never grin XD






Prologe
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.


Act I
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.

Act II
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh.

Act III
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return.

Act IV
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely.

Act V
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice.