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Happy Late Birthday, DewbsEyes of the dragons Meets an elven caress The heart of a fighter In elaborate dress She hunts with ambition, To her purpose she’s true When she’s set on a mission She’ll always come through Her work is a burden She’ll happily endure To have her friends smile At the joy of her lore She’s sweet and she’s smart A great combination And thoughts of her Caden Cause a grand celebration Loyal to a fault To her Naruto euphoria And with smut on the brain, She is the Dragon Elf WarriorHappy Late Birthday, Dewbs
by ~CuriousFox
Love Conquers All-- LogicLove burns me Love spurns me And it only leaves me wanting more. An unfortunate side-effect Of the emotion I’ve come to adore. I’ll take it proudly though; In sooth, I do not care I feel confident and well at ease In just knowing that it’s there. People will scorn the name of love When they don’t understand its will, Of being a fickle, petty, and haughty thing That enjoys suffering to its fill. On the better sides of love, I say It can run deep like the marrow A strong and beautiful sign of respect As sweet as the voice of a sparrow. MistakenLove Conquers All-- Logic
by ~CuriousFox
When Marik met FinnTwo quick fingers eagerly pushed letters across the board, matching the excitement of the very word of W-E-E-! that he formed. Yes, since Marik was such a Scrabble—well, really all board-games—freak, he took the liberty of adding his own pieces, if he felt they would further convey his love for the game. Hell, if he could get all “!”s …it would become a word. His partner; a womanizing mercenary with a metal leg, was less enthralled. In fact on his turn, he came up with the charming phrase of D-E-A-R-G-O-D-S-M-A-K-E-I-T-S-T-O-P. His twitching, orange brow getting the hint, the Robin-Hood copycat flipped up the board in a fit of his easily-igniWhen Marik met Finn
by ~CuriousFox
By Night, I Think of YouI’ve often wondered If life was but a dream An educated notion Only fools could perceive I’ve pondered Dead in dreary night If anything about me was right It seems all that I can do To keep myself From falling From these wonders Into you. I’ll ask myself again If I know what I am doing Of thought, and hope, and strife And this rocky path I’m pursuing But I just know my answer’s false And nothing can be true I’m lying in my heart Just like I lied to you. I’m sorry I’m not perfect But perfect does not exist DBy Night, I Think of You
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- Current Residence: Here.
- Interests: Many, many things.
- Favourite movie: V for Vendetta.
- Favourite band or musician: The Crüxshadows and Kenna.
- Favourite genre of music: Technical Dance.
- Favourite style of art: Cha and Dewbs's style, naturally. :D
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano.
- Favourite cartoon character: Can't have just one.
- Personal Quote: If you have nothing else to believe in, believe in yourself.
- Tools of the Trade: Wit, Natural Talent, Self-Motivation. Well, Self-Nagging really.
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