Expressionsigh... My elegant words fail to impress you My Sordid advice always helps to depress you in the confines of my desolated mind I analyse and scrutinize my obnoxiousness knowing everything I say is defective consequently ineffectiveExpression
Errors plague my consciousness Why do my compliments always confuse? always abuse? always lose your respect? my commendments
are as stupid as my judgements are wrong your opinion of them always impassive, strong 'weird', 'expatiated', 'gone'
Cant you see I try to show I care for you? &nbs
Reneson -Terrengator's LegacyYou relax on a bench in a vacant courtyard of the city dome, observing the fiery sunset of Reneson. An old piece of parchment flies into your lap from an unknown source. You pick it up, marvelling at its ancient composure. It appears to be a discarded article on Reneson.Reneson -Terrengator's Legacy
Terrengator's legacy The history of Reneson
Lord Terrengator was born in the heart of the Imperium, and brought up a great and honourable leader amongst humankind. A noble skilled in warfare and an incredibly faithful servant of the empire, he travelled across the universe, bringing his fabled warriors of purgery to distant planets in hope of r
To myself...Ah poet, deluded friend of exaggeration lacing your pains in eloquence dandily expressing your victimisation craftily sprucing up your experienceTo myself...
Oh poet, tearing the real thoughts asunder figmentations serve to procure your suspense decieving to invoke some wonder embellishing your words with false relevance
Yet poet, doesn't awe inspiration come from writing humbly fruit of a heart of pure reverence? adorned in sincerity, uncluttered, simply abundant in joy and encouragements?
You poet, exploiting the impact of summoned depression weaving your
Reneson -Terrengator courtMordecai's shot finds it's true mark. Graves rolls away from Kenneth, watching in a confused horror as the thug-masters neck bursts to spray thick scarlet before him. Frenzied bullets sing through the air as Kenneth's flailing arms commit the weapon one last, heart-aching chorus. Destruction. The metal flies into the majestic, insensitive moons above Reneson's twilight skies. A tragic song for a dying warrior. The lament ends as Kenneth embraces the cold, heartless stone of Terrengator Plaza. Graves rolls away from the sorrowing light, his heart impassioned towards this perilous soldier. Grim is Mordecai's visage. His soul hardens likeReneson -Terrengator court
Seemingly no feelingThere is no pain Well none that hurts Yet serenity, I lackSeemingly no feeling
Every feeling has left my mind All thoughts are without emotion All thoughts seem dead and gone
I hold onto His hope I praise His name Yet my heart does not feel true
I swear there is another One abiding in my soul
He speaks to me Prompts evil deeds His voice consumes all else
I have everything I need and want Life, it would seem, is good Yet numbness is all I feel It haunts my every move
No matter what I try He always seems to win
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