

The Machinations of ManOnce a warrior, Noble and true, Professed his undying love. Meant it then, Means it still, But never really understood. A solemn angel, He was called, Built the chains to bind them. Chains of love, Lock of passion, Forever would they be together. Lost his way, Don't look back, The angel soon discarded his halo. She picked it up, And gave it back, All he did was turn away. Hell bent was he, To be the best, And gave up his soul in return. He wrapped himself, In the chains, Chains he built of love and passion.The Machinations of Man
Blonde
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I am eternal, I am forever, deathless they call me.
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I am eternal, I am forever, deathless they call me.
And I wanted you to know, that Diana sold me your dads old drafting table. I haven't been able to move it to my new place yet, but I'm glad she wanted me to have it. If there was anything I could have to remind me of your dad, it would be that.
And Oh my gods, I don't even know where those places are.
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