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Lapdog PrincesHail to you, oh Thebes To your swords, and how they rang! In the elder days it was That they clashed and fell as one.Lapdog Princes
So indomitable your might Man and woman knelt before it, And to none were they inferior Your sacred bonds of two.
So let flow your blood, Through the years let it pour, Blood of warriors, blood of kings, Which since dawn has ever reigned.
Had only it spilled to us, To the sons of arc in heaven, To us, and our age so frail— An era thus sorely emasculated.
Woe to you, the wanton bearers Of disgra
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The SeventhThis is my curse For shoulders unlooked-over For trust and naiveté, For daydreams unrequited For tears untimely unfallen, Pent deep in the void of ignominy, These floodgates too long are broken And now the Fates have blinded you, Now is it I weep.The Seventh
Hold tight the stones Of yester even And call into the night. Our love was like the stars Unending, ever brilliant, So once we were, my lord, And one day we too shall constellate. My prince the Weaver, I’ll come for you Cross the heavenly river With prayers in my arms. &
by ~Ronin91
KnotsPush and pry But the knots are tied And til I join them I'll lash.Knots
One and two What I'd do for you What I'd give In comfort for eyes.
Eyes alight With luster bright With desire Luminous and telling.
Eyes appraising Eyes for gazing For me and for you Let's see.
True love mistake The first sight fake All others after Look well.
Dare you to catch Me, dare you to watch Me, watching for you All atangle.
by ~Ronin91
En IThe ink in our hands is deep Even now these marks are fading And tattoos melt to blue Of the blood of our veins of Our bodies like paths left behind, More than memory can, for In the valley of the shadow Whisper still those souls Their names, the names forgotten As though they weren’t our own But masks by nothing filled— Yet faces unto themselves And more true than what We left with—recollections, Mere glimmers of glory. Even now these marks are fading And the lines so firmly etched So few, then far between REn I
by ~Ronin91
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“If a girl writes you a letter in green ink, young fellow, do not treat it lightly. It is supposed to convey eternal love.” ~The Modesto Bee, 1970
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You told me this gets harder...
Well, it did.
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I miss you...
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Sens au cœur de la nuit/L'onde d'espoir/Ardeur de la vie/Sentier de gloire
We really need to meet up. :c
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You told me this gets harder...
Well, it did.
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[after Michael informs Hunter that Brian already has a boyfriend]
Hunter: You do?
Brian Kinney: In a non-defined, non-conventional way, yeah. (-- Queer as Folk <3)
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