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[BLAM]ninja's Journal .o0-The Inner Workings of an Over Worked Mind-0o.


[BLAM]ninja
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A certain somebody
Now there has been a certain someone on my mind lately who seems to be constantly eluding me and still haunts my dreams. The last one had a song playing in the background. Yeah its the song that I've been playing a lot and maybe the lyrics will help this person understand more the content of my dreams in which she dwells. I love you. Sorry it's so long but its not like you have to read this.

Nymphetamine* Fix

Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A V of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones


Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain...
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again


Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key...


Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
None better...
Nymphetamine


[whispers]
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...
Keeping Sodom at night at bay


Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days


Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay


Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the bind of your holiness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key...


Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
None better...
Nymphetamine


Cradle of Filth





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DeadCheerleader
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comment Commented on: Sat Nov 27, 2004 @ 06:32am
*read all of it & smiles* don't worry about it being to long, i love reading.




hehe, & i heart you too. redface whee


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