Goth poems
Jul. 22nd, 2004 12:45 pmThe thornèd rose, it
pierces pallid flesh, and then
I drink greedily.
Surrender self to
music; swoop; swirl; but don't get
burned by cigarettes.
Brand new livejournal.
Should I be shadepixie or
deathcat69?
That last one took longer than it should, as I had to verify that I wasn't mocking someone's real username, and my first three or four tries were in fact taken.
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Date: 2004-07-22 11:07 am (UTC)Great dance moves, too.
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Date: 2004-07-22 11:00 am (UTC)This almost made me snort Diet Coke on my keyboard.
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