| Booksie Address: | http://www.booksie.com/Twisted |
| Country: | United States |
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| Favorite book: | False Memory by Dean Kootzn |
| Member Since: | Sep 18, 2006 |
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Aug 25, 2007
I shall have you this night, and claim you as mine.
Novel by Twisted
Posted: Jun 9, 2007
Enter the mind of Cameron van Dulich, a man with more...
Poem by Twisted
Posted: May 18, 2007
Sleepy. I wrote this Last year. 3/29/06. It's true about...
Poem by Twisted
Posted: May 18, 2007
This is something like dark and twisted love. Um, I'm...
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Apr 8, 2007
In midnight's dark fingers of seduction
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Apr 8, 2007
((Am I psycho, and in need of lithium?))
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Apr 8, 2007
Mom always said [I was going to hell]
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Apr 8, 2007
I have no idea where this came from...I'm a dark writer...
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Apr 8, 2007
Inspired by a word bank contest.
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Mar 13, 2007
I swirl around, relishing my freedom.
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Mar 13, 2007
The tree of life has accepted the essence of the innocent
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Mar 13, 2007
And when my lips touch yours slowly....
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Mar 13, 2007
Her eyes are dark, her heart yearning for more.
Novel by Twisted
Posted: Dec 28, 2006
The wheels were set in motion from the first moment she...
Short Story by Twisted
Posted: Dec 28, 2006
He was an artist, and as an artist, these things...
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Dec 28, 2006
Her prized musician rests between her thighs at her...
Short Story by Twisted
Posted: Nov 29, 2006
I could feel this intimate intrusion in my body as my...
Short Story by Twisted
Posted: Nov 29, 2006
The ashes have scattered across my terrain of falsified...
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Nov 29, 2006
Such an innocent body, yes I wish to unravel, a...
Poem by Twisted
Posted: Sep 21, 2006
Uh...it's about the dark currents of despair. Just read.
Short Story by Twisted
Posted: Sep 19, 2006
She never thought she could forgive.

Welcome to hell, all those who have entered my own personal paradise, filled with suffering and damned souls crying for forgiveness. I offer my most humble welcomes and extend a special offer to those looking for a little...clemency--what little I have. The only thing that I ask is that you tender your flawed and stationary psyche, and I offer you a warning in substitution: Don't believe your eyes, don't believe your ears, don't believe anything that you are, were, or think you will be. For if you do, you shall sure fall into my trap, and I shall kill you slowly under these illusions.
I am who I am, and I accept nothing less...
Just sit tight, and listen to what I say, for this may be the most life saving, and important thing you listen.
Forget everything about yourself, who you think you are, will be, or can be. Listen to me, and everything I say, for that's the only way you will survive in this world of illusions....![]()
