

I konowI knowI konow
I know that the light is not for me, weak beam of heat touches my face, Lights my eyes and burns my flesh.
I know that the earth is not for me, solid place of existence accepts all the living and non - holds my weight and sully my flesh.
I know that people are not for me, cheerful companion which take into company enjoys my mind and hurts my heart.
I know that love is not for me, sweet sensation that fills my soul, reason for distraction from pain and tear my heart.
I know that


PerverseOne dark afternoon Like a shadow I flew Through the rain that fell sick with lamentPerverse
To this house of incest For when we undressed Blasphemies against Venus were rent
Though her sister removed Her white body approved The barade of my heavenly quests
Yet, all tongues are not true Some are forked or askew Like an uncivil serpents at best
For ousted from Eden I fausted all reason Hook in mouth like Saint Peter Pan
To horned fairy groves And hot virgin coves Where in the promiscuous swam
I elec


DehumanizationDehumanizationDehumanization
This is the era of dehumanization, a world of lies, false and avid people. The money is the greater evil. The war is the final medicine .
These people does not deserve to live, has no right to destroy the planet. A bullet in the head i'd stick Facked bastards.
If life is a crap The fault is theirs. If half the globe not eat, does not work, the fault is theirs.
For centuries, man has fought, but what won? Destruction and other war. The Austrian white-washer had divine it.
None


Nynphomatic nightHow many times the smell of a woman was mine, her body On my, her flesh Against mine, the breaths That meet, unite. The heat released by the pores Evaporate touching the frozen heart.Nynphomatic night
The hands on her sinuous legs Slide, rub like a snake Towards its lair, one wounded Between the legs, warm and reassuring. I feel the humour wet my hands, now the tongue, licking her depth lips are filling of her, of her pleasure.
Now turgid, insatiable of her I move inside her, but not enough. The walking fingers on his belly, to conquer &nbs
è vero le tue sono tutte poesie!
Ne ho letta qualcuna già!
le mie preferite sn Illusion, I know, Perverse e Nynphonatic Night!
Veramente complimenti!
è venuto proprio bene X3
Però a me non piace mettere il lavoro degli altri nella mia sezione o.ò
(difetto nel DNA, nn posso farci nulla xD) e poi è ingiusto metterlo a mio nome se ti sei impegnato tu!
Mettilo pure nella tua gallery! io lo inserirò tra i preferiti!
jaa ne ^_^
ma io posto le poesie(o almeno credo che siano poesie...) cmq nn lo posterò, non per altro, ma xkè non è dà me fare certe cose, se non imparerò anche a disegnare da me non posterò mai nulla di non totalmene mio. Grazie per i complimenti ma il lavoro migliore lo hai ftt tu disegnando alla perfezione...
se ti va leggiti qualke mio scritto e commenta, io alle 15.00 parto fino a settembre, quindi nn ci sarò x vedere i tuoi lavori...
but you my dear are a prince. *hugs* thank you for all the kind words and such. take this cyber rose as a symbol of my gratitude. @->-- (i think that's a rose...lol)
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"The only way to get rid of a temptation is the yield to it. Resist it and your soul grows sick...."
---Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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I'll make all your dreams come to life, and slay them as quick as they came
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