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My Othello I adore you, my lord. You, the one who is so proud. Who grew from nothing into a God among man. Armies rallied against you, yet they crumbled against your strength in the palm of your battle-worn hands. The Gods themselves were too scared to smite you, fearing your retribution. You, who has conquered countries & taken so many lives. The one who spun words of gold, seducing countless duchesses & queens, only to leave their beds empty by morning. You, who melted against my lips, as if your day began with my eyes as your night ended with my embrace. I was your only weakness, you sang softly, whispering sweetly in my ear. Your Achilles' heel. YouMy Othello by ~Aoxor
What you want You say you want love, but I've got something better. My lips are sickly sweet & my tongue even wetter.What you want by ~Aoxor
I gave you more, you gave me less. I'll stick to my lonesome plan. Strangle you with my bare hands.
You can't say there was love. I saw it in your eyes. All your sweet coated lies, I was lost.
I hope you feel his arms wrapped around me tight. Tonight, I'm moving on from you.
Kiss me, with death on your lips. Your hands linger on my hips. I swear you're out for blood.
"Give me one more chance" you whispered as we danced.. Maybe I really.. I really really should.
Theres something about Seven Thirty puh puh puh puh.Theres something about Seven Thirty by ~Aoxor
The wooden chimes swinging gently behind my shoulder.
I sighed, focusing my eyes on the brilliant leaves of tree ahead.
The sun had risen, shining brightly through it's branches.
Yet the air was still cool, nipping softly at my skin.
The birds sang to each other & danced above my roof.
Small black V's darting quickly against the pale blue sky.
Adoration 
Sta.sh
