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Well...

Well,I have something to say to you all,and no im not complaining about anyone or yelling. I've just been running into bad situations and staying there for some strange reasons. I love you all, but sometimes I just need a little bit to myself. I will be leaving for alittle for personal reasons.

But please,Leave me messages,comments,and Emails and I will answer them as soon as I can.

*~~~~~~~~~Qoute Of The Post~~~~~~~~*

I must be cruel only to be kind;
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

------William Shakespeare

Hiya!

Well, i saw Repo!: the Genetic Opera and it was great! I loved it, and guess what?! I found a video! For all of you that have not seen it, this is one of the songs! and to all of you Final Fantasy lovers, you might like this too!

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And here is the link if that doesnt show up!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nRLnA2viJGI

Have a Nice day!

--------------ђalЭy

Achluophobia ~Fear Of Darkness~

The Sun May Be Clouded
Yes, Even The Sun
Will Sweep On Its Course
Till The Cycle Is Run
And Then Into Chaos
The System Is Hurled
Again Shall The Builder Reshape A New World
Your Path May Be Clouded
Uncertain Your Goal
Move On,For Your Orbit Is Fixed To Your Soul
And Though It May Lead
To The Darkness Of The Night
The Touch Of The Builder
Shall Give It New Life
You Were, You Will Be
Know This While You Are
Your Spirit Has Traveled
Both Long And Far
It Came From A Source
To The Source It Returns
The Spark Which Was Lighted
Eternally Bore
It Slept In A Jewel
It Leapt In A Wave
It Roamed In The Forest
It Rose From The Grave
It Took On Strange Garbs
For Long Eons Of Years
And Now In The Soul
Of Yourself It Appears
From Body To Body
Your Spirit Speeds On
It Seeks A New Form
When The Old One Has Gone
And The Form That It Finds
Is The Fabric You Wrought
On The Loom Of The Mind
From The Fabric Of Thought
As Dew Is Drawn Upwards
In Rain To Descend
Your Thoughts Drift Away
And In Destiny Blend
You Cannot Escape Them
For Petty Or Great
Or Evil Or Noble
The Fallow Your Fate
Somewhere On The Same Planet
Sometime And Somehow
Your Life Will Reflect
Your Thoughts Of You Now
My Law Is Unerring
No Blood Can Atone
The Structure You Built
You Will Live In Alone
From Cycle To Cycle
Through Time And Space
You Will Always Desire
The Soul Wearing A Face
One Day You'll Hear A Voice
When All Is Said And Done
And Two Souls Torn Apart
Will Once Again Be One
And When That Day Comes
Your Hearts Will Both Pause
With Love For The Purpose
And Loss For The Cause
We Are Our Own Devil
We Are Our Own God
We Design Our Paths
From The Footsteps We Trod
And Nothing Will Save
You From Error Or Sin
Till You Yourself Listen
To The Spirit Within

What We All Need

Inspired By Crystal Dawn Cassedy. 1985-2007 R.I.P.
~May your Soul Rest In Peace my friend, You shall be missed and never forgotten for as long as your memory lives on and soul rests and remains it's truest self~

In this day of time, we need to hold on.
Hold fast to dreams.
For they may not be there the next day.
Don't look back.
What you seek for may have changed.
Either good or bad.
There's a reason for everything.
Drastic and Amazing.
We all need something.
Someone to hold on to so it can carry on another day.
Times we lose, Times we gain.
It's not our decision.
Though we think it is.
Everything ends.
But we wont admit it.
One day we realize.
That we will lose someone we love.
Someone we care for.
But the memories live on.
Good and Bad.
But even memories change.
Sometimes they turn ugly.
Others turn beautiful.
The heart can deceive .
We must find the truest memories.
Which come from ones truest self.
It's what We All Need.

End