Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
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Suz
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I wonder how many years would I spend in jail for killing a mothefucker.
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Daisy
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Especially your last comment. Was this illness something that was inflicted on Vil by somenoe else?
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I have the ability to draw random faces just for fun only to either meet them later or they are key players, usually bad in a person's life, a person I care about deeply.
If this above picture is just a coincidence nnd no one specific that's okay,.......
but? if this face belongs to someone who has hurt you,I can send the damn thing to you to do as you see fit.
Its in a small blank book among a series of faces on different pages. I even dated the picture.
*looks at image of darkeyed man and shudders*
Not a nice guy. Enough said.
And yes, I got the feeling when I was drawing him, he was a bastard.
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Sergio, el vengador.
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<3
Lili
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