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"What power would hell have if those imprisoned there could not dream of heaven?"
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"I believe in convictions stronger than circumstance, morality when no one's looking, true identity and love motivated by something other than fear."
† Dale †

"there is no such thing as logic, only a line of [sometimes factual] reasoning which the majority of individuals collectively deem correct"
† CRB †

"As I watch the people around me going off in their own directions, in search of their own definitions, they take mine with them."
† Dale †

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• Cupid •
• Myself •
• Conceptual Fate •
• Groups of three •

I'd kill hope...
but then I'd die.

And innocence too,
but I miss mine too much


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moon phases

• Muse 14: A Baby's... •
Apr. 25, 2002 † 11:43 p.m.

Rosy plump cheeks
How dirty they get
They must be cleaned up
After each meal
Two in each pair
So soft and so plump
You just want pinch them
And tend them with care

Little pink hands
How delicate and small
They curl in a ball
And grab anything at all
They too must be cleaned
I bet you never dreamed
Of all the things to be cleaned
For your little king or queen

Soft chubby feet
How they go everywhere
You can’t sit still and stare
Forgetting they’re there
Or they’ll be gone in a flash
And oh the things they’ll smash
Now matter how good you stash
All the things you thought safe

Sparkling small eyes
Which make your heart sigh
Then make you ask why,
“Can’t you stay like this maybe?”
If only you were a bonsai baby
I’d be perfectly happy
And I’d get a bit of nappy
And wouldn’t feel so crappy

Pearly white teeth
They come a few at a time
Always coming to stay
With a big lovely chime
It tells you babes not happy
And doesn’t want to play
But oh how you love them still

Muse 13: And the World will Rock † Muse 15: Severing of the Spirit and flesh