[Dante Bloodmoon]
And if u have et my sissy and bff [Lightonwolf]

this girl has an awsome ideas for bofriends to take and use in a realitionship...[~RAINBOW~]

These are some quotes i have found that are interesting and i enjoy them very much...

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation
- Hermann Hesse

It's not that life is so short, it's just that you're dead for so long
- Unknown

I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter
- Winston Churchill

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a joke or worried to death by a frown on the right person's brow
- Charles Hendrickson Brower</i>


Some of my works thou they arent very good at all....

<i>BLOOD RED SKY

Autumn light is sour milk spilled from a pregnant sky,
Frothing and turning, ignoring dead leaves as they drift by,
Leaves of blood and rust from smokey and twisted trees,
The long shadows are the devil and death, and the cool breeze,
The twisted leaves cry like tiny children forgotten and lost,
Withered and dying dumped by parent trees unable to pay the cost,
Children snap and scream beneath our demon feet,
Coughing and choking in the fading heat,
The fruits of labour bloom in a polluted world,
Only to fall and decay among the leaves that are curled,
Autumn life is blood spilled from a stone,
The clouds are all gone, the sun lost and alone,
Surrounded by the icy blue eyes of the sky,
Autumn is a forgotten time, a time for life to die.


THE BROKEN LOST HEART

The creaking and crack of a broken heart,
In the wind is a sound
That is for all to hear and see.
It is the woeful cries of the broken hearted
Souls, the souls of those who have
Lost the true love of their lives, so they
Are a forever searching. For away to find the
Lost love or ways to repay the betrayal
Of the sins to be,
Returned to their love, so they can
Love in the enternality of the
Afterlife.


I WOULD

If I could have whatever I longed for,
I would ask for something never asked for before,
I would ask to be saved from life, be delivered to death,
To finally expel my final breath,
I would ask to be taken away from this place that I hate,
To finally be positioned outside of sweet death’s gate,
I would long to be away from those who I didn’t know,
To finally rest and become unreal,
I would long to be away from those who I didn’t know,
To finally be swept down a crystal river that will always flow,
I would long to be cured of the emotions I feel,
To finally rest and become unreal,
I would plead to eat meals of bones and drink cups full of blood,
To finally be accepted and belong for good,
I would die to be free from my design,
To finally ignore my final dead line,
I would die to be blind and never see,
I would die just to be free.


Some say the world will end in fire, some say ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice
- Robert Frost</i>

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