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Heart of Stone

Here lies the road into the deep, dark wood, Fern dusted banks, and tree roots, and red, red earth. Ahead lie shadows, and chiming sprite's mirth Drawing me deep into the dark wild wood.
Blithely I go along a path I should Never have dared dread. Long gone from cold hearth And smokeless chimney, clothes stained: red, read earth. Wandering far into the night, and the wild dark wood.
A sorceress waits in her quiet damp grove, Readying the prayer to make my heart stone: A poisoned blessing blending foul with good. What need I a beating heart bruised by love? Wh

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Love Songneither rose nor summer’s day, in seeing you i see you. Love Song
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EndAnd at the end I wonder whose face you saw when you closed your eyes.
And at the end I wonder if anything you said was ever true.
And at the end I wonder how much planned or if you had fun.
And at the end I wonder why I thought maybe you would not be the same At the end. End
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Skinny LegsSkinny legs and a short, short skirt. Balancing on your brand new heels you twine your hair, lean in to flirt, tell him you know just how it feels.
Balancing on your brand new heels, hand on his shoulder, brush his cheek, tell him you know just how he feels, coyly hint that it's him you seek.
Head on his shoulder, stroke his cheek (see a boy over near the bar) shyly hint that it's him you seek, softly ask where he's parked his car.
Meet a boy over near the bar, you twine your hair, lean in to flirt. Your charming style will take you far: & Skinny Legs
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Sun Jul 19, 2009, 3:04 PM

I'm getting close to being able to write again. Most of the nasty things have gone past, and there is the hint of a glorious summer, louring clouds heading off to the deep bosom of the ocean.

But not today, for I have a head cold and a desire to sleep.

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Mood: Tired

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Current Residence: Brisbane
Interests: Swordplay, history, costuming, poetry, woodwork, literature, beauty.
Favourite movie: Casablanca
Favourite genre of music: Virtually anything
Favourite artist: Van Gogh
Operating System: OS X
MP3 player of choice: iTunes
Shell of choice: bash
Skin of choice: warm
Favourite game: WoW
Personal Quote: I have a hunch that Richard was innocent
Tools of the Trade: Pencil. Paper. Time. Peace.