July 1, 2018 · 3:13 pm
Christian Mølsted
—Aim—Less—
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I Like The R.S. Aimless
(Royal Class Space Ship)
Maybe In the End
It’s All About the Ship.
(Circle)
& How It Brought Together
All These People
Like This Group
So After All It Was Not Aimless.
Bonds Forged & All That Jazz.
–
The Legend of The Seven Serpents:
From The Egg of Nothing
Came & Sprang
The Dragons of Creation …
They Poured Their Souls
Into The 7 Known Races
Before the Coming of Man
That Was
Now
He Has a Hand to Play
Sunder the Worlds
or One Great Nation
All They Left Behind
Were Dragon Scales
Pieces of Power
They Have Yet to UnFold
Myths & Legends
& Stories UnTold
Will Man
Be The Piece
That Has Been Missing
So Long
So Begins
Our Tale
(of Forgotten Lore)
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June 7, 2016 · 2:59 am
Henrietta Rae
my Turn
–
& So Our Journey Begins
you & I Lovers Intertwined
Through Cascades & Land Slides
Our Mission UnFolds
Tracing Tiny Spirals In Memories Hold
How we Meat the Best Tale Told
#B27321
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January 27, 2015 · 5:22 pm
Lust/Jacques Callot
Down
Hell’s Hall
I Crawl
Silent
&
Oppressed
By the
Weight
Gripping
my Chest
To the
Door
of Satan’s
Whore
To Sate
Her Lust
On Bright
Drops
of Blood
Love
Lost
Here Begins
Night’s
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