

Crossroads CrossroadsCrossroads by ~RayGunTheocracy
The Willows hang low with age.
They are the Guardians here.
Inside these black gates,
The Eden of the Dead.
Veined with paths for the living.
Crossroads to view
The fulfilled, the important,
And the unfortunate.
Commemorated by stone,
With names that surpass time,
One can only wonder,
Perhaps heaven is six feet under.
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the night has
fallen down
the staircase
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"Disce quasi semper victurus; vive quasi cras moriturus"
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Est Sularus Oth Mithas
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I guess this is the appropriate place to be feeling that.
check out my new art : Dream girl
no gabby is not my dream girl, but i made her look like a dream, its kinda kool
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