so to replace my lost work:
id never ever have though that in fate once perversion was brought that it was more defacating memory then accaul public defacation.
i rode the assholes road for way too long.
braying a** and looser on no visible comeback......
when stacked against the bloodly ranks of people who hate you only poeple who end up as skeletons or heads in your closet.....terror is weak...
the sun shone very little in the snow when shone through grey clouds....not proud of this evil siring in my majesty to the white delila princesses that fell and danced about me in the air and layed on the ground in the odd forms of an infinite orgy of white....there we go again...
the brayng a** of perversion....
never hold onto it or run the fools errand forever.
my dignity came back when i got over a woman who did not love me but i loved her.
every day i would look at her picture and every day she became pervertetly closer tyo my rival in her courtship...
that man was allways a step ahaead of me....
i heard they are getting married soon and i plan on wearing a funeral tux to the ceremony.
i am happy for them.
i met a girl today. she was very much like me.....
she was pale and spft and incapable of sleep...
i met her at a masquerade succesion of a ball.
she loved the way i danced. she loved the way i spoke to her.
she loved the way i kissed her.
she loved me.
i cherish her and hold her and i wont let her come to fariha's wedding but i will grant her this.
love is the best step off the bridge to insanity were many jump off and never return.
love is the sinners sanctum and my new loving hand in ways.
i am the warrior on the comeback trail and no braying a** going noplace.
i love you my dear masquerade queen.
i love the way you dance.
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