

AsylumThe sound of the insistent laughter that rings through these halls as that of a beautiful symphony being played how wonderful a sound this laughter is to me. As I walk further down the hall I hear screams now, screams of one thousand horrors being played about one thousand times over to the soul that is searching for peace but it is always a fingertip away. This is my place my love, no my calling to study these shells of people, these things that cry out into the night as if searching for something dear to them that was lost. But what wonderful things will I find from the minds and the thoughts of mAsylum
Purity

EternityBeyond these doors are things that will bring you such pleasure and pain. You have come to my world and I will show you what true happiness and terror are, after all the two are not so easily separated. Beyond these doors are your past and your future, a future that will bring wonderment and sorrow before your crying eyes. This will be your new home for now and eternity, you will be forever in my care. This is my task, and my task is one that I truly enjoy, in life I never was allowed this much fun. But soon you will grow to think of this place as home as I have, we all have our paEternity


Long roadThis road that I have walked one thousand times before seems so eerily different now that I no longer have you by my side. The thought of times past when we would walk this road talking and taking comfort in each other seems nothing but a distant dream to me now. Our time together was ended before it ever truly began, there were so many things left unsaid so much laughter that will never be heard. The road seems so much darker now without your smile to brighten the path before me. Time for me seems to have all but stopped I look forward to the days when we can finally be together again, but that seeLong road
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.:Another arrow to pierce another Heart:.
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my beloved do you know, how many times i stared at clouds thinking that i saw you there, these are feelings that do not pass so easily, i cant forget, what we claimed was ours.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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No matter how far you run the shadows will always find you.
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Hey, dog entity! Rise up and bare your biscuit filthy fangs at the oppressive leash wielding demon!! G**damn my navel itches!!
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No matter how far you run the shadows will always find you.
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A true Artist is a musician of shapes and colours.
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No matter how far you run the shadows will always find you.
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my beloved do you know, how many times i stared at clouds thinking that i saw you there, these are feelings that do not pass so easily, i cant forget, what we claimed was ours.
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