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Tsumi to Batsu

Open wrists & bloody knives, women in old costumes from the 50s & over exaggerated costumes all back or blood red with black lace, opals, pearls and white feathers that seemed to be jammed down onto white pearl pens that they clutched in their dead, cold hands. The pens glistened, reflecting the sorrowful stars above and shining with the dying fall moon mournfully. The Wolves are howling, the whole pack is white, except for their leader, which was an interesting shade of purple. He was neither a bluish or red hue, but pure natural purple. They sensed the cadavers and softly but swiftly strode to their feast. Eating as

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The Yellow DogA yellow dog with snapping teeth appeared to me in my sleep told me all the secrets of the world he told me not to fall in love the apocolypse comes soon enough
you should be more worried about the connection to yourself. even when you die he said your connection to him will be dead
then he kept his bloody jaw closed tight he disappeared in the night i awoke with the strangest feeling. names of girls i've never known started showing up on my telephone
LOCKED INSIDE THE PLEASURE ROOM 'hi im genisis, i've had delusions of g The Yellow Dog
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ProphetLie down to it Or sit up and take it With your sword and lopsided smile, my love Defend your broken home with a curvy blade With such grace and percision But somehow SLOPPY AND OUT OF TUNE Greet the new day with green stains on your sheets From the night before As flowers get older and soup gets colder Make that noise, and then laugh and wheeze You've tought me true inspiration The simple man, eye level with myself Who turns his back on the Cha-o-tic Hyp-no-tic Psy-cho-tic Zombie media Battle the hate with 22 images of yourself some lib Prophet
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Things that are wrongDon't let the lantern sway, now It's like the moon is going out, now I'll stain my dress, now The leviathan clouds float through the ocean sky, now
LET ME LOOSE YOU TO OBLIVION LET ME DROWN IN THE TERROR OF A NIGHTMARE AND RELISH THE FACT THAT I'VE FUCKED BOTH OF US RIGHT NOW SLEEP DEEPLY AND HOPE YOU DON'T FEEL THE PAIN HOPE AND PRAY YOU DON'T FEEL THE PAIN...
The night envelopes us inwards, telling us to sleep when we can't It gives off a fire that reiterates itself I wish to live, but to feel punished These are the things that are wrong
LET M Things that are wrong
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MamaI came home yesterday and you were not there It took me a long time to realize where you had disappeared to But I almost didn't care, because filth was dripped from every pore of my body The same filth you were covered in when you got home
I spent a few hours with you yesterday filled with dread I feared the letter in the basket That ominous letter, the one that would seal my fate But you didn't seem concerned, and I envy you for your stoic attitude
It blacked out completely last night yet you did not cry out The wind was howling and the rain broke the glass It startled Mama
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pink killer number nine

Wed Sep 14, 2005, 2:28 PM

so, after i went through my crisis of not being able to pump out words that have an actual impact on people, i think i'm finally back. i mean, i'm never going to be the same theaSAMA as i was months ago, but who expected dir en grey to go from Macabre to VULGAR? i think it has something to do with the radical changes of everyone i know. or knew, i should say. or maybe the stagnancy of their images and attitudes startled me. maybe its the fact that i haven't eaten anything that was actually nutritious in 6 nights and its getting to me at long last. MAYBE ITS JUST ME. i have no idea.

anyway, here are some plugs for people to check out, incase someone needs something to work off of.

mandy. ------- > here.
noora. (in finnish) ------- > here.

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Current Residence: In some black hole.
Interests: Eating, sleeping, music, writing.
Favourite movie: anything I just saw.
Favourite band or musician: Dir en grey, MCR
Favourite genre of music: Alternative everything.
Favourite artist: Georgia O'Keefe, quite possibly.
Favourite poet or writer: Poe
Favourite photographer: Myself.
Favourite style of art: I ditched my style, I'm currently reinventing myself.
Operating System: Mac OS X
MP3 player of choice: iPod. It's called iMiyu.
Wallpaper of choice: Something not extremely homogay kthnx.
Favourite cartoon character: YOUR MOM :0
Personal Quote: "srsly" "for shizzle" "omfg" "lmfao"
Tools of the Trade: TextEdit, my life