DuSKXIII's blog: "intrenSIC babble"

ITS NOT LIKE I MADE MYSELF A LIST OF NEW AND DIFFERENT WAYS TO MURDER YOUR HEART. IM JUST A PAINTING THATS STILL WET IF YOU TOUCH ME ILL BE SMEARED YOU'LL BE STAINED. STAINED FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. SO TURN AROUND WALK AWAY BEFORE YOU CONFUSE THE WAY WE ABUSE EACH OTHER. IF YOUR NOT AFRAID OF GETTING HURT THEN IM NOT AFRAID OF HOW MUCH I HURT YOU  WELL AWARE IM A DANGER TO MYSEL ARE YOU AWARE IM A DANGER TO OTHERS THERES A CRACK IN MY SOUL YOU THOUGHT WAS A SMILE. WHATEVER DOESNT KILL YOU IS GONNA LEAVE A SACAR. WHATEVER DOESNT KILL YOU IS GONNA LEAVE A SCAR. IM MORE LIKE A SILVER BULLET THAN IM LIKE A GUN NOT EASY TO HOLD. IM MOVIN FAST AND IF I STAY INSIDE YOUR HEART, IM CERTAIN THIS WILL BE THE END OF YOUR LIFE WELL AWARE IM A DANGER TO MYSEL ARE YOU AWARE IM A DANGER TO OTHERS THERES A CRACK IN MY SOUL YOU THOUGHT WAS A SMILE. WHATEVER DOESNT KILL YOU IS GONNA LEAVE A SACAR. WHATEVER DOESNT KILL YOU IS GONNA LEAVE A SCAR.

Currently i am fighting to get into a highly selective school in Arizona: The Conservatory of Recording Arts and Sciences. It has been a struggle just to get acknowledged and have an interview (which is tomorrow) so here goes nothing and probably the last bit of good sense. ,,/ P.S. IM SO FUCKIN EXCITED I COULD SHOOT A LOAD ON ROSEANNE'S NASTY ASS!!!!!!!!!!

Omg what a start to the weekend i finally got to meet someone i have been looking forward to meeting for awhile now. I also met some other friends i have talked to on this site for awhile and had a blast! The music was awesome, the company was awesome, fuck even getting lost was awesome with my new close buddy. She knows who she is and if you read this thank you for the amazing time and cant wait to do it again soon ;). As for the rest of you just ask around and see what they say about hangin with DuSK eNiGMa. BTW FUCK YOUR RELIGION AND NO MOLESTE

I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may 'neath whose rays we lay together And those bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain For wicked flights of pleasure Those visions fade Like ghosts to life's parade Though incisions once made her so vivid A scarlet whore With both heels in the door Of a heaven severed from me, insipid And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all But for the rapture That ancient plan for my defeat Denied faith skies that would have set her free It seems again dreams wend to capture Once dancing in a spotlit waltz Through shadowed dimension Given to the rivers that bedizened her eyes The world drifted by in lost momentum With no divine intervention Regardless that the author Of sin was me and i Lay chaste of hate in faith's embrace As mortals warred with more besides They warred with life itself And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering And I thank God for the suffering As still I burn For her return I would make my peace with everything I, I still recall, the first fullmoon of may Consigned to flames like secret letters And midst the writhe of parapets Where angels sigh, lonely she sits Upon the lip Only a slip from whence I beg her That I would wish Her kiss a chrysalis To break to make my fluttered heart amiss And in those frozen moments won From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun In drapes inwove with deathshead wing I thank God for the suffering Love would have conquered all Were we not parted Her splintered loss rekindles rage The winter frost dwindles across my stage Lit up once more to score finales started Love would have conquered all Love would have conquered... Hate