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As The Graveflower Consumes, a Glasswing Butterfly
Short Story / Romance
Based Upon a Song and Old Sketches: Song:"Graveflower by Acid Bath" Sketch/Poem: "Tongue (Sold) by me" Like if you liked it, comment and tell me what you think! Read More
Immortality (Dreamer)
Short Story / Science Fiction
This is the second CreepyPasta I ever wrote, it's old and I wasn't much of a writer, it might sound a bit stupid and childish. It's about following your dreams, the price you pay, and how bad… Read More
...and The Cycle Continues (On Wings Of Hope)
Short Story / Thrillers
When everything around you seems dead, and all the colors of your life were bled, there might be someone to pick you up off the ground, enlightening your life with the darkest of colors, only so you… Read More
Will You Be My Friend? (Alone)
Short Story / Thrillers
This is a somewhat 'Creepypasta', it might be... a little bit slow and boring at first, but it'll pick up fast eventually. Please hit I like it, if you actually liked it, comment and tell me what… Read More
About
The name's Raslan Zorba, but I call myself Gontier, because like that name better.
There isn't much to say, I'm just a regular teenage, that one day decided to express myself by writing; the comments I got were kind of encouraging and I decided to write more, and more.
I didn't get all the attention I needed from my friends, so I decided to make this account on Booksie, which surprisingly had a few hits, more than I expected it to! And that's the story behind my account.
The poems I write are deeply inspired by the legendary, sludge metal band, Acid Bath.
That's all I have to say, here's what I follow:
"Flower girls sing lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her, screaming like a radio
Flower girls sing lover
Grave games in the courtyard
I heard her, screaming like a radio
Mary Lou, left marks on you
She just screams at the walls
The kite string pops,
I'm swallowed whole by the sky
We smoke the bones of baby dolls
Techno liquid, screaming meat
Heaven's cold beneath my feet
Cyber love, the anti man
We make love, ahh... because we can
Virgins play where the bayou's blue
Barefoot eating a mushroom stew
Work for pay, and pay for freedom
Fuck 'em all, we don't need 'em
We smoke the bones of baby dolls"
Acid Bath, The Bones Of Baby Dolls <3
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