

The Glass RoseAMBER is the glass rose. Pure and clear with gold trim,as lovely as this pose. Yet she is not with out her thorns,so she is handled with caution. But not by me for love bleeds with blind passion as the world is watchin. Her petals are in bloom thus full of life and vigor. Placed upon ah MIRROR/me that i'll never lie or deni her. But life is short and flowers do wither. People grow old Turn mean and quite bitter. But love is eternal/may our symbol be the rose. Ah place in our hearts were no one can go. My love knows no bounds not even death. So i shall love you unselfishly withThe Glass Rose


Dawn SantiagoAmber---a living recollection of pass times. Ah living form of some twisted heart of mine. People wanna kill my soul-my heart. They've been after my life and desires from the start. Amber-ah figure of lust and deception. My living form of youth and heavenly complection. Shes blinded cause the heart is blind. She cant see out my chest since her heart is mine. I'm fillin like marven-got me starvin for the times. Intissipatin my solo life and petty life of crime. I'm die'in slow----do she know do she care. I'm just the nice guy-what she's thinkin as she stares. She doesn't sDawn Santiago
Unicorn sketch
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Mirror to the
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Every knight remembers his dubbing as the finest day of his existence...
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Every knight remembers his dubbing as the finest day of his existence...
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Mirror to the
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