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Wintersnow Nook

Report | 02/21/2008 8:24 pm

Wintersnow Nook

yeah, I thought you'd like those xD
Wintersnow Nook

Report | 02/15/2008 1:46 pm

Wintersnow Nook

They has sailor moon items =O
Wintersnow Nook

Report | 01/03/2008 9:29 pm

Wintersnow Nook

nya? Health? O.o;





Does this require a PM?
PeppermintKitKat

Report | 12/13/2007 8:08 pm

PeppermintKitKat

Except for the fact that I had my outfit before I added you, lol. Loves you Hoe!
PeppermintKitKat

Report | 12/11/2007 10:08 pm

PeppermintKitKat

Hey hoe, tis me, hooray for a new chara!
Feng Xia

Report | 12/04/2007 9:37 pm

Feng Xia

[SIZE=9][COLOR=red][ALIGN=center]Timid markings of admiration

A soul of silent moderate passion

A single thorn on this bliss tainted art of nature

This one that holds no beauty and no ravish



A glee smile sobs your face

And you tell me no rose is but perfect

A tinted color faces off the slender dry petals

Moist with tears that you substituted for dew



Blood from a pain p***k

And more red than this glummest rose

More than hurt I can care to feel

This rose falls to the ground in a slow motion



And for a moment noise was not a sense to me

A shot mixed with the same notion



A shot worth herd a thousand bombs

Of a late blast that echoed in patterns of pairs

Your eyes more wide than the sheik lopsided ellipses

I thought a moment in time was for an eternity

Scared that as soon our eyes departed

All life would cease to exist



Scared to face the reality

As if time would allow itself to stand still

To watch this scene for itself

It would take over and finish its job



No more can I stand

And I glimpse at every part on his body as I descend

This white dress was soaked with my red sea

The red sea that carried my life’s burdens

That made me be able to own myself



You peer down at me with your death force in your hand

And I have no time to cry

I wasn’t ready to let go

He stares at me in silence

And watches me helplessly clinging to life

Begging for another moment of breath to keep me going



His smile soon turned lavished

As he had saw me reaching for this rose

Now no spot of white on this dress was visible

Now all the strength lingers in my hand

Gripping this rose

To the thorn that punctures my hand

Holding tightly

I felt no pain

No blood left to drip

I am the red rose

The tears are my dew



A dying rose

Blood On The Red Rose



[b]Amberlee Spurling[/b][/ALIGN][/COLOR][/SIZE]
Wintersnow Nook

Report | 11/16/2007 9:26 pm

Wintersnow Nook

I think that Pfiil and I will have to talk sometime perhaps this weekend or next to discuss what things will be going on upon my return to home.
Wintersnow Nook

Report | 11/15/2007 8:34 pm

Wintersnow Nook

So does Pfiil have any other ideas on what we could do when I get home? I have a few that may require her assistance.
Wintersnow Nook

Report | 11/13/2007 8:32 pm

Wintersnow Nook

I've learned a few things from Pfiil... the battle system wasn't one of them.
Wintersnow Nook

Report | 11/12/2007 8:56 pm

Wintersnow Nook

In order to battle what? O.o;