Knife's EdgeKnife's Edge by Anariel-Erestor
At this time my life is uncertain
I grasp and straws, making plans
Any small ounce of certainty I gain
Turns to smoke and slips through my hands
I don't know who I can turn to
Who can I trust during this hour?
Who will help me in this moment
When I feel I have lost all my power?
Will anyone catch me?
Will anyone break my fall?
Even though I'm offered so much reassurance
Will anyone be there at all?
Current Residence: The Temple of Grooviness
Favourite genre of music: Little bit of everything
Favourite style of art: Pre-Raphaelite
MP3 player of choice: My black iPod. I joined the Dark Side.
Shell of choice: abalone
Wallpaper of choice: don't like wall paper, I like paint.
Skin of choice: My own.
Favourite cartoon character: Invader Zim, Stewie, Frylock and Meatwad, and all the boys of Metalocalypse.
Personal Quote: I will not practice a religion that states I am less of a person because I was born without a dick