Also, announcing that my artist block had subsided. As you can tell, with my current deviation, and the NEWEST. Mute to Understand. My current deviantion. Yay! *Hugs it.* Love love love it!
Run

Life's Puppet ShowSitting here Blood a'spill from thy vein Fading into my soul My own heart have I slainLife's Puppet Show
My own murder Played before my own eyes I never saw it before Clouded by all your lies
Your manipulation Controlling me on thin strings A puppet in the play of life A jester in the court of kings
To dance and sing Wearing this fake smile My pretty little emotions Pretending all the while
But behind the scenes Is where the blooding takes place The hatred for the world And descrimination for every race
Cut
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"Lycanthropy, wrapped in terrible mystery, cannot easily be shrugged off as mere figments of an active imagination."
~ Anonymous
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This B*tch Bites *FanGs*
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Falling into a see of tears,
drowning in the blood spilled by your own hands,
How does it feel?
You the one who could kill,
now being killed by the victom.
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. . .
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Duct tape is like the Force: It has a light side, a dark side, and it binds the Universe together.
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Thousands of years ago, cats were treated as gods. They have not forgotten this. =^.^=
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Falling into a see of tears,
drowning in the blood spilled by your own hands,
How does it feel?
You the one who could kill,
now being killed by the victom.
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Quoth the bovine, "Nevermoo."
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Falling into a see of tears,
drowning in the blood spilled by your own hands,
How does it feel?
You the one who could kill,
now being killed by the victom.
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lasciate ogni speranza voi che entrate
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Falling into a see of tears,
drowning in the blood spilled by your own hands,
How does it feel?
You the one who could kill,
now being killed by the victom.
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