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Jun 28, 2009
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Dark Valentine
Dark Valentine
Covertly watching her life's dance
The music born of her personal rhythm
Touched him like none had ever before.
The weaving of her spell drew him
From the depth of his essence while
Inherent passion caressed his spirit.
Yearning awakened, festering to obsession,
Overtaking all he once knew of sanity.
She became a tortuous fixation,
Gradually ripping apart his psyche,
Disassembling his sense of reality.
To possess her in this leaden adoration
Would be to bind her cruelly.
Deciding in a moment of purest affection,
He would deny the raging of his hunger
And simply walk on by...
— Candlewitch, Jun 28, 2009
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Seren
16 years 11 months ago
Cat
Candlewitch
16 years 11 months ago
LOL!
Seren
16 years 11 months ago
…. ok i had to say this
Bert Lamrick
16 years 11 months ago
He'll be back
Candlewitch
16 years 11 months ago
Hi Rick
infinite_dwarf
16 years 11 months ago
Nice, Cat.
Candlewitch
16 years 11 months ago
A sequel?
Candlewitch
16 years 11 months ago
Hi Kelsey
themoonman
16 years 11 months ago
Edge...
Candlewitch
16 years 11 months ago
Thanks Richard!
Ink Dragon
16 years 11 months ago
Cat,
Candlewitch
16 years 11 months ago
Sometimes I Think People Are Tired Of Edge
Electric Blue
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Dark Valentine
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Maggie
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Shwing
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16 years 4 months ago
hello