9/12/04oh mustache..you are the stars in my sky...the spoon in my handy snack.....the sore on my genitals...the salad in which im tossin'....the projectile vomit when i listen to republicans speak....
oh yes mustache...you are mine....
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Endowing the ShadowsI know she cried. I’ve heard her screams from a far. Her body touched by wretched divinity and ravaged. Broken is her life and lost is the light that hangs upon the heart strings. Let the shadows breed, and endow these shadows that will breathe the words that fill thy heart with emptiness. In this hole of decay I find the conception of the endless obsession of purity. And yet I’ve watched these eyes crumble for a mere glimpse of paradise. But she is still lost, lost in the deepest of secrets; A secret that could coerce the heavens to fall. The intrusion that lay the seed upon thy lips is that of transgression. And once again all is forgotten,Endowing the Shadows
by ~EMOslaughter
When words become daggersDoes this blood not pour from my wounds to envelope you? A fool who has robbed an angel from her flight. You have desecrated her sanctity and tasted the flesh of her wings. Within the night I grind my teeth; I break my own ribs with every beat. And until the day my lungs turn black, I will dream of your broken flesh. I will touch this blood to the dead skin that has become my lips and dream it was yours. Cutting your pathetic body open, I will create a canvas from your corpse. For eyes to wander upon and mock with blades from forked tongues. Your blood the image of a fool.When words become daggers
by ~EMOslaughter
Amongst the 29 DeitiesIn bleak description the waves come crashing; battering the very instinct of every lusting moment to fulfill this gaping desire. A mouth as dry as soot and how it once had tasted of life, fit within a moment’s time; And how those fleeting days laid in the light of blissful suffering. Gorged upon intemperance this blackened mind distinguishes these visions as if they were mere mosaic interpretations of what once was; or if these trickling instances were that of an exertion to soothe the wound my tongue and lips encircle and nothing more. To ease this mind is to disrupt the invariable focus. Each needle is like a day with in a day; a dream withAmongst the 29 Deities
by ~EMOslaughter
Shrine of SilenceOh tired boy, won’t thou speak unto me. I have seen you, but only in obscurity. This gloom you embrace, has it become you? Entangled within this lecherous cycle, are the nightmares of a child; A voiceless boy that lays in silence. Accompanied only by walls of corrosion in a paradise of desolation; these walls silence the voice that calls unto him in attempt to obstruct the radiance. Draped in the shroud again in a moment’s conception, the cold returns. As the voice fades his image becomes one with nothingness, and it is sound. And child, know you that my lungs now fester in this decayed state. And yet the voice remains, calling for response tShrine of Silence
by ~EMOslaughter
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- Current Residence: clevo, Ohio
- Interests: pseudo-photography, hating you, tarantulas, carnivorous plants, metal, mustaches, and breasts
- Favourite movie: Stiff Competition, Made, swingers, fight club, boondock saints, old godzilla
- Favourite band or musician: Nasum, At the Gates, Death, Zappa, Winds, Vintersorg
- Favourite genre of music: metal..real metal...
- Favourite artist: teh one with teh mustache
- Favourite poet or writer: Chris Wood/Tomas Lindburg
- Favourite photographer: PhotoGay or teh one with teh mustache
- Favourite style of art: photography
- Operating System: XP
- MP3 player of choice: poopie walmart brand...pwned
- Shell of choice: teh poop shells from demolition man
- Wallpaper of choice: jesus w/mustache
- Skin of choice: skin w/mustache on it
- Favourite game: metroid fanchise, anything nintendo, pin teh cross on jesus, counter strike
- Favourite gaming platform: Gamecube/PC/Gameboy
- Favourite cartoon character: that god damn hunk o' hamburger on ATHF
- Personal Quote: Lamb, my ears ring with the sound of lamenting faith...
- Tools of the Trade: hacksaw/digi-cam/curved-genitals
- Email: emoslaughter@msn.com
- AIM: emoslaughter
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oh snap!!! mr. french got 200 page views!!! ur all famous now!!! WOOO!!! (say hi to me, you fucker... ur never on anymore
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if you liked that one check out 4 man and a fox.... lmfao ^^
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