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Ballid to AliOh goddess of glamour,Ballid to Ali
Oh stunning siren of song, Oh voluptuous vixen of vibrant vision, Thou has snatched the invisible Thou has materialized the dream of stardom Fusing it into paint and metal To place in my hands,
The most beautiful electric guitar
by ~JojobaGrl
Xemeneth, Sonnet FormSired by serial killers of the screen And hung in a uniform of red Coated with a chronic sheen He wanted Bette Davis in his bed He answered his fevered brains dictation After being tombed for three days Jason Meyers was needled into sedationXemeneth, Sonnet Form
Then isolated for his fury to decay His foster mother’s teacup left a shattering note He was hunted as a Butch Knife’s marquee Evidence for the five prescriptions his doctor wrote Because he replied with a symphony of anarchy He held the knife to the apple in his throat And before his nerves were melted and mauled &nb
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HPDHs- Winter with the PrinceSeverus ran. Going faster than he ever thought possible. His breath forming large billowing clouds in the bitter December air, and he quickened his pace even more.HPDHs- Winter with the Prince
“God, I hope she’s still there!” He whispered to himself, holding his expression in one of worried urgency. Severus tried to hurry, while trying as hard-if not harder-to not break his neck by sliping on the massive amounts of black ice, that had recently formed around the outside walkways of Hogwarts. Suddenly Severus came to a halt, in front of the stone bench, that resided just outside the entrance to Hogsmeade.
“S-sorry!” His br
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Lily LilyLily
It was on one long February day, when the wind howled blustery and cold through the Whomping Willow to the lake beyond, that Professor Sprout was approached with a most peculiar request. Classes had finished for the day, allowing her some much-needed time to deal with a particularly troublesome weed that was threatening to take over Greenhouse Three. The plant, a variation of clover that had apparently bred with a variation of Devil’s Snare, curled up and around the greenhouse, strangling other plants, and managing to crack a piece of glass. The breeze from the lake whistled in through the hole like a dying cat;
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- Favourite genre of music: 60's explosion
- Favourite artist: Andy Warhol
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