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I’m looking for my Dark Lord A deliciously evil ruler of my dark heart…. Someone with plans, someone to top the charts You must be an experienced magus in the dark arts I’m searching for that man … I need you to be the Joker to my Batman! Tell me are you clever and cool? Do you want to force the world up under your rule? Are you at least 5’8″? It’s rather specific but this I can’t break About me, I’m a dark Gothic angel in disguise A royal beauty who likes keeping it all under my demise Vanilla ice cream is my favourite flavor surprise Together you and I would be our own alibi Tell me, what mischief and mayhem can we get up to? Together we would concoct our own strange brew I’m an honest vixen, I work a 9 to 5 So I’d like to fight crime with you from like 6 to 9 Are you evil? Tell me, how’s your laugh? I’m seeking a unique dare devil, My diabolical better half Bring along your sword and staff My sexy side kick with a troubled past If “Destroy the world” is all you desire Then it’s a man like you, yes Sir, I could admirer!
Fancier of the old, retro, lost & forgotten things. A Word porn nerd, full-time horror addict, Obsessed graphic design weirdo. Full Time Tarot Reader / psychic who's death metal addiction is out of control. Life lessons: read Edgar Allen Poe, drink rum and mosh hard.
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Unthinkable. Lithograph of a malaise. I cannot talk. Will you abandon the thought and care about the drowning dawn? The bandaged ego of the book threatens the reader. Come and solve the puzzle of poetry. Everything was quiet except the
Running, searching, seeking, looking for that sign The one that says your welcome, please come inside The sign that says your wanted The sign that says your mine Running, searching, seeking looking for that sign A red rose resting on