LinzyAnn Skullcrafter: The is the embodiment of my dark side. She has an ominous presence about her as she obsesses over skulls and the macabre---yet, she can't help her desire to serve others. She is most likely to be found in the kitchen (as every woman should) while her little kitty friend is quite fond of frolicking in the blood of the innocent...and the not-so-innocent. >:3
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A Poem to me from a Dear Friend. <3

Clueit

    What lovely bones you have my dear.
    What lovely bones indeed.
    They way they stack, you must have a knack,
    For this lovely artistry.

    But I must confess, it's all been a jest
    And something much more, wicked.
    For time goes on, and we'll be gone,
    Yet your lovely bones shall persist.

    They'll dance, and tease.
    Be forced to sing,
    And play a little tune.
    For once you go down,
    Under the ground,
    We can't say who is who.

    Yes, the diggers will come and steal your lungs,
    And maybe a kidney or two.
    They'll take what they want,
    But it'll never be an affront,
    Unless they take your lovely bones.

    What lovely bones beneath the flesh, what lovely bones indeed.
 
 
 
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LinzyAnn Skullcrafter