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Haunted by memories Name: Ben Ho Those who were there for me = Support Irrelevance! Console me ++ tagboard ++ 
My Kawaii Kawaii Sugoi Nihongo Namae is Mecha Demon Sephiroth -Chan. My penis's new name is Oberon the Ultrasonic Hotdog.
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 <$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> An eye for an eye makes the world go blind; revenge's a stick that pokes out your own eye. Before you go and do what you will, Think it through and through, don't let it be a waste of a mind. Revenge, as they say, is so very sweet. I'd say, I don't give a shit. A waste of my precious time be it; I have better things to do, like having a good sleep. Pieces of time gone by go past my eyes, tears swell up with every word that's been said. Actions you did that you didn't think through, might bring about, our last goodbyes. Please spare a thought for those who are true, to those who love and care for you. Revenge is not a means to an end, for the day might come, which you'll rue. legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 6/01/2008 01:18:00 am.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> There you are still, can this still be called love? I wonder. Lacking arms, upon wings of a Falcon I soar, hardly landing. Arms that would hold you and promise you Love, and hope of better times But only having talons that would rend and tear I wish you could see, high up why I fly I'm watching over you. I wish that you would never run to another But he has the arms, and I could never figure out why. legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 7/14/2007 05:58:00 am.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> Chrissy A girl who can steal my world, this Chrissy I've never met anyone quite like her Intelligent, nice and pretty, witty too, that it's such a pity - that I've never met her Many nights I've chatted with her On MSN, on the phone; never in person She brightens up my cold, lonely nights Upbeat and lively, she's like chilli-padi Never have I met a girl who can hold her own; Might be that she's a debater No matter what we say to each other I can't find it in my heart to hate her I look forward to the day I'll meet her God forbid, that we'll just argue I just hope we'll get along just fine from there Because she's the kind of friend I need indeed legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 2/16/2007 12:10:00 pm.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> She was there waiting for a long time Waiting for the boy who became a man Oh, how she longed just to be with him Even just for a minute by his side To breathe in his scent and hold his hand And rest her head on his shoulders Friends tell her she's just wasting her time And she wants so badly just to love him again But she's slowly losing her patience He sits at his void deck smoking Enjoying the peace and his bachelor-hood Everyone thinks hes too much of a slacker to give a shit People try to match him with various girls Hoping he'll get off his lazy ass and do something about her Honestly speaking he cares about her But he likes his freedom at 20 too much to get tied down So there she goes with another And all he can do is silently contemplate it He can't hope for the better now that she's gone Too many chances he's wasted and his luck's run out Now all he can do is move on in life legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 7/17/2006 11:49:00 pm.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> Alone by the road sat a boy who looked like a man Weary he looked under the moon's glow Smoking a cigarette he glances around at passers-by He's waiting for her to come And come she does in the arms of another It's the same every night When he arrives and sits at his spot by the road Waiting for her, hoping to see her alone Minutes pass like days and he's burnt out More and more aged he looks in the pale moonlight He knows it's futile, but he's stubborn He longs for love's revival But she's gone forever more legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 7/17/2006 11:47:00 pm.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> Judgement passed by unseen hands Cut me with an angel's breath On wings of blood I fly to the means of an end Reap the harvest of a victim's cries In the darkness out of the light Bless me with the leaf of the Rowan Cleanse me with the green dragon's fire Light is falling, the night is calling Horrors outside whisper my name Tears inside calm me down Praise to my father in the dark Blessed by the waters Bathed in blood of the many A life of vengence will I lead Until the grave will I rest legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 3/21/2006 12:25:00 am.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> Wake me up for another day I cannot wait to savour your pain To steal your soul in my quest for life Passing down my righteous law I'll seal you in a fate worse than hell Sate my hunger, feed my anger Cure my thirst for living fuel Slice your neck, feel the rush Let me drink from your fount of life And fill my corpse with the gift of sacrifice legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 3/20/2006 11:18:00 pm.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> Alone she stands on the tallest of peaks Though she moves not at all Far and wide is her gaze, and all she sees Her body rigid for eons past In her hands is a simple wooden box What's contained within, no one knows All she waits is for fate's call to open it once again And now is the time Her hand slowly opens the cover She sighs in satisfaction once again A cry is heard in the air as an ill wind blows all around Sweeping entities from the box all around Released once again their freedom they savour The four horsemen of the Apocalypse To bring death, strife, pestilence and disease is their call Chaos they will wrought throughout the lands Rampant their horses tearing through the Earth Though hope left at the bottom might save the day Alas with lunacy the box is shut Arise you horsemen of old and devour the land! Take the seas and swallow the skies! Hope will cease to exist outside the box Hail to the queen, Lunatic Pandora legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 3/20/2006 04:16:00 am.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> A leaf floats down from the tree Shades of yellow and green with sunlight shining through Life ebbs from its veins through to the skies above Crickets chirp and the wind blows Life that sprung forth now returns It gives, yet takes much more Bless me with the leaf that falls off the tree Fulfill my wishes and cleanse my sorrows Hear my prayers and calls for justice Rewards to those who to me were fair Smote my enemies, show no mercy No chances given, yet none taken The crow's cries shake the silence Vultures circle a coming scavengers' feast Let not the spirit of vengence rest Slay my oppressors, let them not survive Give me not a weapon, my servant But take my sword, and throw my spear Spill the blood and drink it Taste the blood, savour it Do not waste it, life it gives Victory is close at hand, hear the dragons roar! Prepare the funeral pyres, light the fires Feast on the flesh, and devour the souls legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 3/06/2006 05:03:00 am.
<$Sors Immanis, Et Inanis$> Thoughts of you fly everywhere Like leaves off a tree you swirl around me Memories so old yet dear Are just empty without you by my side I want to hold you close My heart it yearns to be opened By the key which you hold For you to enter into and make your home Don't leave me with dreams Make me yours and love me true Though love never dies Time waits for no one legendary_slacker was haunted by memories on 3/01/2006 04:00:00 am.
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