Opiodassy
Feeling down in Dublin Town... "I never knew the sound The sound of fear Till I hit the ground" And I miss you... Oh, I miss you. [tbc].
Poet (aspiring), Writer, Actor and Creator in general. Currently studying BA in Journalism in Griffith College Dublin. Much more - but I'll fill it in later (probably). + myspace.com/distorturedartist + Facebook.com/reamonndarcy
Feeling down in Dublin Town... "I never knew the sound The sound of fear Till I hit the ground" And I miss you... Oh, I miss you. [tbc].
Pale me in deaths-shroud. Unearthly indeed for. My rivers run red for. The fruits of a Queen. Lost to distant dominions that no man hath seen,. This bastard Earth knows none of she. Silent we fly.
Dreaming schemes of murder,. Somewhere south of paradise,. Staining snow-white steps to Heaven red,. My foul Tongue slithers blisses hissing kisses laced in death,.
Cast abound were the Keys of the Zodiac So that they sank to the depths of the soul Such spun Heaven to frozen voids that the ambiance shivered with an age of snow...
I took Her:. By the porcelain flesh,. With cankered claws. Of festered mess,. Through corridors of man not made,. That proved the most unholy shades. Before Me:. Cases stretched above,.
Everything will be all right in the end. If everything is not all right, it's not the end..
Bad love on oneself makes solitude a prison for you..