The Last Waltz of the Blackrose

blackroses bloom and die.. but they never say goodbye. tell me now what you want from me. I'll give it to you even it becomes the death of me.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Not What I Wanted But More Than What I Expected

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I've tried my best Gave it my best shot And reached for it! And then it disappeared. I opened my eyes, Saw the haze in the mirror And re...
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

friendship

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Of course I'll tell you I hate you. And you'll say you hate me more. And then, we laugh.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Grow Up

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You can still cry. But remember that, When you look at the mirror, You're shoulders weigh more than then.

Equality

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Cherish me if you will, But don't you smother me. Care for me then, But don't cloak me with your vanity. I will love you. But I won...

When that time comes...

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Someday, when I marry, I therefore say that I won't settle only for the marriage of the hearts and of the bodies, but furthermore, I wou...
Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Waiting for Summer (The Poems)

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Chapter 1. There are things that we choose To forget as the leaves Fall from the tainted bough. But seasons die, And then are reborn. Chapte...
Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Noblesse Oblige

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NOBLESSE OBLIGE --literally means " nobility obligates". --According to the French Wiktionary , the Dictionnaire de l’Académie fr...
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I'm weird I read A lot that people think that I am mad. I draw. Even blood. I'm a vampire, under the sun. I'm the great Ice Queen. They tend to get out of my way, because I won't ever allow anyone to know the real me. You may know me. But in the end, you'll see that You've really learned nothing.
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