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Yukimura · 08-17-2007, 06:45 PM

Deception saps the strength from me.
It eats away at my illusions.
I wrap myself in sweet simplicity.
I hold to my beautiful ideals.
Time after time deception creeps in.
An octapus that wraps itself around.
It grabs my illusion and tears it away.
And when I have no defense left,
It razor beak bites into my soul.
Its poison runs through my veins.
It taints the source of what I am.
So that it courses through my being.
No escape from the endless cycle.
Yet I fight, and I know why.

(Yeah, I love the prompts analog. Send them over any time you feel you've got a good one.)

08-17-2007, 06:45 PM	#17 (permalink)
Yukimura Tilted Location: At a computer, obviously.	Deception saps the strength from me. It eats away at my illusions. I wrap myself in sweet simplicity. I hold to my beautiful ideals. Time after time deception creeps in. An octapus that wraps itself around. It grabs my illusion and tears it away. And when I have no defense left, It razor beak bites into my soul. Its poison runs through my veins. It taints the source of what I am. So that it courses through my being. No escape from the endless cycle. Yet I fight, and I know why. (Yeah, I love the prompts analog. Send them over any time you feel you've got a good one.) __________________ Maybe the answer is in the very light reflected off our blades. Maybe that's what it means to be this creature known as samurai. Last edited by Yukimura; 08-17-2007 at 07:06 PM..