| The golden eyes of Ipata-rha stare eternally into the future, seeing what will happen, before it has. |


HopeHope is a fools dream, faith is to wait forever; death is now and very real.Hope
Hear the words, see the world, Speak of the tumultuous madness,
that spreads inside
like a virus.
Eyes cannot be trusted, ears should not be believed, for lies are only said
and veils hang proud in the
deep night outside.
Time is short, but eternal. Listen now to truth in lies, know the future, for it is someone's past.
Someone who has not been born, and is already dead. Someone who will see the sky burn and the sea boil. S
| The golden eyes of Ipata-rha stare eternally into the future, seeing what will happen, before it has. |
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♥Abz
o_O
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♥Abz
you read me...
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St. Francis said,
“A man who uses his hands is a laborer. One who uses his hands and mind is a craftsman. He who uses his hands, and his mind, and his heart is an artist.”
what loverly...eye that is.
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"I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly. I perceived that this also was a chasing after wind. For in much wisdom is much grief; and he who increases knowledge increases sorrow." -Ecclesiastes 1:17-18
I just had to drop by to say something, before I do really forget who you are. But. Anyways.
I just remembered.
I remebered who you are.
Oh noes.
Well, off I go.
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Scream
Your
Heart
Out...I am midly speechless.
But not enough to say:
"Hi Eve Everlasting Embargo,"
[hope your summer isn't as heat-filled as mine D>]
LOL. Please don't call me that. XD
I do not know where you came up with that you crazy person you.
[ ah, its okay. But why do you say that? ]
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Scream
Your
Heart
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