The Poet and The Pendulum
The end.
The songwriter's dead.
The blade fell upon him
Taking him to the white lands
Of Empathica
Of Innocence
Empathica
Innocence
"I'm afraid. I'm so afraid.
Being raped again, and again, and again
I know I will die alone.
But loved.
You live long enough to hear the sound of guns,
long enough to find yourself screaming every night,
long enough to see your friends betray you.
For years I've been strapped unto this altar.
Now I only have 3 minutes and counting.
I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me a death I always longed for ".
"Today, in the year of our Lord 2005,
Tuomas was called from the cares of the world.
He stopped crying at the end of each beautiful day.
The music he wrote had too long been without silence.
He was found naked and dead,
With a smile in his face, a pen and 1000 pages of erased text."
Nightwish









wróciłem
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Sorry for my English
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my gallery:
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my gallery:
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Wolnosc, naturyzm, robmy dzieci, nie wojny
Zrobiłam sobie właśnie to nowe konto, więc jakbyś mogła usunąć to stare i dodać do znajomych nowe. ^_^
Pozdraviam! ; *
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Insane Mind!
And, if you have a photo with Tuomas, you must know that I envy you by the bottom of my heart
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An heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed / one too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to the West Wind, IV
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Total Eclipse Studios
Michelle McIntyre
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