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The Beauty of the Mind
When I looked she was gone, and I thought it was too late to turn things around. But angels of mercy gave me what I needed, and here I am. Just another guy with a bleeding heart. Just another day I have to face myself and the things that I've done. Another day I watch from the shadows. I never saw myself as a creature of habit, yet I've fallen back into the trap that got me killed. Her beauty is untainted by the world, and whenever I'm near her the same old heartbeat fills the emptiness I have inside. I can't help it. I can't stop it. I heard you can't fight love. I'm not going to complain. Why would I want to stop the fire that keeps me going on?
So here I am. Watching her. Following her. Loving her. I come alive when she's near me, I feel whole somehow. Even if she doesn't know who I am, or what I had to go through just to be with her. Even if I don't exist to her, it feels good to be near her. I want her with me. I want to make her mine. She made me a promise once, but I'd never returned the vow.
Now I want to.
All I refuse, and thee I choose.
When I looked she was gone, and I thought it was too late to turn things around. But angels of mercy gave me what I needed, and here I am. Just another guy with a bleeding heart. Just another day I have to face myself and the things that I've done. Another day I watch from the shadows. I never saw myself as a creature of habit, yet I've fallen back into the trap that got me killed. Her beauty is untainted by the world, and whenever I'm near her the same old heartbeat fills the emptiness I have inside. I can't help it. I can't stop it. I heard you can't fight love. I'm not going to complain. Why would I want to stop the fire that keeps me going on?
So here I am. Watching her. Following her. Loving her. I come alive when she's near me, I feel whole somehow. Even if she doesn't know who I am, or what I had to go through just to be with her. Even if I don't exist to her, it feels good to be near her. I want her with me. I want to make her mine. She made me a promise once, but I'd never returned the vow.
Now I want to.
All I refuse, and thee I choose.