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Twilight Fail

Confessions to FatherMy dear father, hear me.Confessions to Father
I know now why I was put here. I've come to realize that my sacrifice was something that was done for all of us, your children.
I never thought I'd come to a point in my life where I could forgive you for what you did to me. I always imagined that one day you would come before me and beg my forgiveness, telling me that you made a mistake, that it was wrong for you to cast me out like you did.
I guess that is what Lucifer is still waiting for. In a way I pity him, so set in his ways that he can't even begin to fathom your reasoning. But, like me and my brothers, like all here on Earth, he is


Crucifix ReloadedThe moon shone brightly, blissfully unaware of the carnage that had taken place. The year was 1692, in a wood near Salem, Massachusetts. A group of ordinary villagers, angry that their government had outlawed the witch trials, had taken the law into their own hands and turned their attention to another matter, a family of suspected werewolves living in the forest and attacking anyone who dared wander too far from the village. Catching the family sleeping, they proceeded to kill them all. It was not until 316 years later, after completing their triple life sentence that they were released and people began to wonder how they had lived so long,Crucifix Reloaded


one breath and I'm yours.I've caught just the barest breath of your scent. One touch fills my senses, chokes me in the most wonderful way. It lies thick on the tongue, coats the throat. Strong. Spicy. Sweet. Like a cookie.one breath and I'm yours.
But I would never call it a cookie, because a cookie is something pure, soft, innocent.
This scent is not innocent.
This scent is wild, primitive, primal, something man no longer understands. It's the untamed musk of the predator. I am the prey.
This scent is exotic, erotic, sensual. Natural, yet not human- A flower undo
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Wings of Dissonance Part EightA half an hour had passed and Misuu was surprised that she had made it. Whatever her acquaintances had done had made her only wing stronger than she had been with two. Her feathers skimmed the skies and she felt natural there in the twilit sky, the air rushing at her face and through her hair. But still, there was something that was bothering her. The cult Damien had called it. He had taken her wing because of it. But these two--Aurelius and Nevaeh--they had a single wing as well. Could this mean that she was one of them? But Damien made it seem like they were deceitful, lying criminals or something. Yet these two wereWings of Dissonance Part Eight
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Midna, for all eternity, you will be in my heart... for all eterniy, I will truly love you...
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To me, being a pimp is like walking through a field of burrs; Eventually one gets stuck to you
Ignore my accent, but I heard that my friend
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I do what I do and keep things real,
travel the world with one great deal.
Bein myself ya know wat I'm sayn'?
while ignorin' those playas who just keep hatin'.
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To me, being a pimp is like walking through a field of burrs; Eventually one gets stuck to you
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I do what I do and keep things real,
travel the world with one great deal.
Bein myself ya know wat I'm sayn'?
while ignorin' those playas who just keep hatin'.
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