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Hello again , there was a little problem with this group that no one could post something and now I have to say that the problem is over.
You are free to post all your dark art or poetry or fanfic and other things with dark contend i miei cantanti , mio caro cantanti (My singes, My beloved singers)
So ... I wish you a very beautiful dark day
You are free to post all your dark art or poetry or fanfic and other things with dark contend i miei cantanti , mio caro cantanti (My singes, My beloved singers)
So ... I wish you a very beautiful dark day
Organic Deindustrialization
Like an old house my head is haunted by lean and hungry ghost. The paint peels and crumbling walls reveal rusted bones. This no longer seems to function. This shell is empty. Maggots and time have eaten the core. There is no reason for existence. There is no reason for it to end. The machine is either broken or I forgot to plug it in…
“All human things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.”-John Dryden-
Purity
As there are Four Elements, so there are four deaths of sacrifice, by which prophecy shall be given, & the goodwill of all spirits obtained. These are the Death of Air: Which is hanging or strangling; The Death of Water: which is made by drowning; The Death of Fire: Which is to be burnt alive; and the Death of Earth: Which is done beneath the ground or in a Tomb of Stones. These deaths only shall yield true Prophecy. When that the sacrifice shall be brought forth after them and examined by the Judges, and by The King's Wisdom, and by the King himself. No Death by the sword, or by the knife, or by anything that draws forth blood shall yield tr
The Crow
:star-empty: Hello everyone I was looking on the net for the movie the crow but I found something more interesting that I want to share with you well a letter made by James. From that letter the movie was made.
:spotlight-left:PAIN:spotlight-right:
A year ago... A cold October night...
A broken down car on a dirt road
A man... A girl... Madness... PAIN... And the shadows...
My god, the shadows...
:skull:FEAR:skull:
He screams and screams and pounds his head
Against the wall until wailing phantom firetrucks
paces across his vision.
Pain, pain is all he wants.
And hate, yes hate.
We shall never forget and never forgive.
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Rules and Contest/Games
For these group some rules will be applied
:skullbones: 1)If you want to post something different than a poem or a dark art please let mi know first or send it to me so I can see if I'll accept it
:skullbones: 2)Please don't post more then 3 posts per day
:skullbones: 3)I won't accept something that's not original made by you, or if you see something interesting that's not made by you please let me know first so I could see if I'll accept it
:skullbones: 4)Don't use vulgar words in comments for the harm of another user. If is just for fun when you say "wtf" or other words than is okay but please don't harm others whit words
:skullbones:
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