| Registered: | Oct 27, 2005 1:37 PM |
| ID: | 48415 |
| Title: | User |
| Name: | Candracar Meridian Metamoor |
| Gender: | Female |
| Eem: | 1,000,750 |
| Pet choice: | Enslave |
| eeMail: | Send eeMail |
| Forum posts: | Forum posts |
| Achievements: | Member |
| Last seen: | 1060 weeks, 6 days, 17 hours, 37 minutes ago |
I plan and host virtual funerals for your heart. They will be posted on the RPG forum if you want people to be invited, or by eemail if you want it to be private. RPG funerals will have strict rules that only invited members may enter. Eemail me if you need a funeral for your broken heart. Song that Describes Me Now: Funeral of Hearts Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you She was the sun Shining upon The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail He was the moon Painting you With it's glow so vulnerable and pale Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you She was the wind, carrying in All the troubles and fears you've for years tried to forget He was the fire, restless and wild And you were like a moth to that flame The heretic seal beyond divine A prayer to a god who's deaf and blind The last rites for souls on fire Three little words and a question why Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom The funeral of hearts And a plea for mercy When love is a gun Separating me from you | |