Fiberoptics

nova-e Symphony of the NightThe soft strain of an angel\'s refrain heralds the soft passing of day. Amidst the dying light a crow takes flight, the herald of the night to come.nova-e Symphony of the Night
A wolf takes sight of a stag\'s poor plight, a leg half-bent, sad sight.
The choir of owls hail the staccato tune of the fury of the sea crashing, quailing, at the mercy of grim monoliths of ancient stone.
Crimson eyes burn with the allegro movement of bloodlust, the sole audience of a stricken stag\'s futile waltz.
And the melody of the dying sun gives way to ni
Phoenix 2019

But Theyre All PawnsHe has more pieces But they\'re all pawnsBut Theyre All Pawns
I laugh to myself. Soon my cause of glory and honor will attain victory! But apprehensive Because he still has my queen, my idol. He planted a spy pawn to watch and assassinate her. I killed the traitor pawn but Pawns are so disposable.
Now he brings his queen forward To taunt my apparent lack of power (For the queen has much control in her place behind the throne) and I counter with my rook a cold hard foundation to topple his demigod leaders.
He draws the queen in circles &nb


SinLights dimmed, Tracing constellations on your starmap skin. Night's chilly embrace forsaken, To willingly succumb to your own. Take you in my arms. Now I can breathe for the both of us, And count all the stars in your ivory eyes. Gently lining your silky neck with velvet kisses As your nails softly claw my back. Words misplaced and discarded Somewhere on the floor, Tossed carelessly aside with warm attire. Drinking carnal vice and sweat From off your willowy stomach, To drown them in my bloodstream; Veins of rapture and adrenaline. Chocolate and ciSin
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It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
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I am totally crazy about Toffee!!! Mmmm...
Hit me with some trivia bout yourself
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This is food for thought, you do the dishes.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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"If I could, I would fix our wrists together in such a fashion that God, Himself, couldn’t tear us apart" -goodbyetomorrow
By the way, thanks for commenting on blood flower... I'll consider your suggestions...
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"If I could, I would fix our wrists together in such a fashion that God, Himself, couldn’t tear us apart" -goodbyetomorrow
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