About Me

a lost soul who used to daydream. to detach himself from this world. to a land of infinite possibilities. unbounded by time, matter & space. but at the end of the day. he accepted the fact that it's a world of reality he's living in. and now. he moved on...

Dec 1, 2007

transition from dragons to dolls
an interest i'm trying to explore
though at times they may seem gore
what to do they're living dead dolls
on a journey to hunt for them
impulse collection is my intent

Abigail Crane and Mr. Graves

CHIPBOARD POEM
A shovel is used
To fulfill his greed.
But when he reaches her grave,
It's her time to feed.
~
DEATH CERTIFICATE
Full of greed he used to exhume,
In search of jewels he entered tombs.
He disturbed her grave one dreary night,
And she stole his life bite by bite.
~

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