Feeding the Queen
He had reserved one last look of love for her - deceitful, she accused in her mind. and yet, how could she bear to call such tenderness deceitful? - and hopped up onto the edge of the great oak bough.
End Game - Chapter 20 - Crest of Deceit
End game chapter 20 crest of deceit agumon and tai ran back into the room where they left magnangemon. there were obviously signs of battle, but unfortunately tk wasn't in sight. "tk must have ran off looking for magnangemon."
Foundations
I stand over a bed of sand, treacherous and deceitful. my mortar is old and cracked and the sand mocks my solidarity, taunting me to shift and rock, sway and flex.
Life is a Lie
Death is freedom from this lie, to live is to exists in false hope, in death i am still a captive, in life i'm in false hope, but all i hope for is truth or deceit, i am an indefinite presence, with the wish for a known basis to
The sly wolf
Trapped, ensnared, beguiled into place no falsehood shown, and no deceit upon his face. hidden fangs, behind his mask. a tangled web of lies. the shepard knew not, what was to come, the wolf cloaked in his disguise.
Drowning in the Darkness.
Hiding behind a mask of lies and deceit never able to tell if my emotions are concrete i'm drowning in the darkness finding a hole where my heart is tired and broken never a thought spoken all alone and forlorn my life forever sworn to drown in the
From Cyanide, with Love
Literature section, so i post it in stories :i let's cure the future, in song lyrical toxin and perplexing cyanide it swirls around, bubbling forth like a cauldron brewing we seep it, we cast it's form towards the future, raise our glasses we brew deceit
Deathly Night
Our deceitful lips only lie. this waltz with dance will say goodbye. our bodies will rot and our souls will all cry. on this night we all shall die.
Poem #27: Sanity
Hold onto what you be self first others second (but not exclusive) however, keep main idea towards all deceit unto oneself affects good of all. ~bhscorch [!
Doppelganger
The me i know or the other that i show to the world outside my sanctuary i'm still sleeping i must be the me i see is a nightmare a terrible disgusting deceitful whore someone anyone please won't you wake
The War Inside
She spreads her legs and yet she lies-- there's such deceit between those thighs! she wants to have some thing and something's something she'll despise.
Nightmare's Wings
So whilst we toss between our cotton sheets dare not to undermine the dusk's deceit.