Hugs for *Georgina_A*

Originally posted by DarkC
You, Mister, need a therapist.

If you split therapist into two words its the rapist 😬

Originally posted by Rob Owns You
If you split therapist into two words its [b]the rapist 😬 [/B]

😂 Why does it not surprise me that you notice that 😛

Originally posted by *Georgina_A*
😂 Why does it not surprise me that you notice that 😛

lmao

Glad I am the blunt of your jokes. I'll be leaving now.

Originally posted by Oiram62205
Glad I am the blunt of your jokes. I'll be leaving now.

Originally posted by DarkC
I respectfully agree

**** you

Originally posted by Oiram62205
**** you

Originally posted by Fianna
He's taking a long time out from KMC becuase of it being too addicting/ real life/ KMC making him feel worse etc..

oh yeah..hug for Georgina..😄

thanks little lady hihat

hug for all

Your death
It brings pain and sorrow
The tears that mourn
Are not of my eyes
But of those foolish enough to care
I was amused when you challenged death
And cheered as I watched you fall
Blood beneath my feet
As I dance on your grave
You may have laughed once
But its your cold dead heart
That lies clinched in my grasp
You should have known better
Than to take up arms against
One who has survived the wrath of God
I have grown tired of this
So I once again return to reclusiveness
Waiting in shadows for another
Who wishes to dance with the Devil

hug I have to say thank you to DarkC and GB for being the muse for my latest poem.

Originally posted by Oiram62205
Your death
It brings pain and sorrow
The tears that mourn
Are not of my eyes
But of those foolish enough to care
I was amused when you challenged death
And cheered as I watched you fall
Blood beneath my feet
As I dance on your grave
You may have laughed once
But its your cold dead heart
That lies clinched in my grasp
You should have known better
Than to take up arms against
One who has survived the wrath of God
I have grown tired of this
So I once again return to reclusiveness
Waiting in shadows for another
Who wishes to dance with the Devil

hug I have to say thank you to DarkC and GB for being the muse for my latest poem.

Originally posted by Oiram62205
Your death
It brings pain and sorrow
The tears that mourn
Are not of my eyes
But of those foolish enough to care
I was amused when you challenged death
And cheered as I watched you fall
Blood beneath my feet
As I dance on your grave
You may have laughed once
But its your cold dead heart
That lies clinched in my grasp
You should have known better
Than to take up arms against
One who has survived the wrath of God
I have grown tired of this
So I once again return to reclusiveness
Waiting in shadows for another
Who wishes to dance with the Devil

hug I have to say thank you to DarkC and GB for being the muse for my latest poem.

Originally posted by DarkC
Huh?

What David said 😬

Originally posted by *Georgina_A*
What David said 😬

Originally posted by Oiram62205
David decided to make a joke of my feelings and it sparked creativity in me.

Originally posted by Oiram62205
David decided to make a joke of my feelings and it sparked creativity in me.

Originally posted by Oiram62205
David decided to make a joke of my feelings and it sparked creativity in me.

Still uncalled for...😬 That's pretty rough

Ok its just a poem. omg I'm not serious.

muse[1]
(verb) 1 : to become absorbed in thought; especially : to turn something over in the mind meditatively and often inconclusively