Rose Blanche - Poem Collection III Psycho Romantics <>~~<>~~<> Actually by: Zeerdank <>~~<>~~<> Fawning love, what a dear blossom of affectivities; and so easily celebrated too. Indeed who may deny the mystery of the hearts, the shuddering excitations, and the stolen kisses… Oh passion just might taketh thee at its thought! Yet tip the line too far to then find lunacy to be bought… Forgive the rhyme, I dost mean it true, that couldst a heart be unchained, then psychosity is all there’d beeth. Obsession is a rather fine word for it I think— And I think I know that dullard regularly enough these days. Yet, such a mind made it that I mayst stand sided with a great romance known only to heroes o’ old; and indeed that I am sided to— A sweetest of princes, my held rose. - Rose Blanche <>~~<>~~<>~~<>~~<>~~<>~~<>~~<>~~<> I - Hope Lost and Manic Unendurable pains, then… To coddled by swat...
Teehee, I said the correspondence was for shorter posts, but I literally could not help myself. In any case, to mend this error I am going to make the correspondence just a place to gush and rant, you know, without the whole formality of being an actual long post. No pretense of analysis, all feeling. Dear Reader, Ah the original flavor, the one that truly set me on the journey abiding by ATLUS, and of course all their wonderful experiences. Though much of the world has, understandably, moved on to greener pastures; by which I mean Royal and other releases since then, I have always kept this version of the game close to my heart. It is after all, the basis of which my favorite game of all time, Persona 5 Royal, is built; more than that, it is a literal gaming phenomenon, one so wide-reaching it single-handedly got my FPS ass into JRPGs, Anime, and Visual Novels. Seriously, no one in my mind has ever done it as great and as funky as Persona 5 did it, no one; not the social sim, no...
Rose Blanche - Poem Collection IV Of Roses and Me ~~~~~~~ Actually by: Zeerdank ~~~~~~~ And us, who were and still are, the rose. Our poems are stained in blood; our love endures. Such is our way, we know not of anything else. - Rose Blanche ~~~~~~~~~~【ℛ】~~~~~~~~~~ I - Hell is for the Stars Hell hath no blazing fires, Nor doth it ev’ell sires, Dost all stars preach to choirs? The sky to them dares lacking, Not fit to be their backing, Their idol is that tyrant Morningstar. I… see that stars dost fit hell, Their selfish brightness shows well, On the dark skies of ev’ell. What then is hell to fear of, If brill’ant stars declaim love- -And praise the black eternal hellish sky? ~~~~~~~~~~【ℛ】~~~~~~~~~~ II - An Ancient Dismays What an intriguing sight, That even gods can cry… And by to cry, can they then die? Or is the world still theirs? For should the onus lay on them, The horrid acts of men. Doth that give them the cause to weep like so? Tears, for one, at least of them...
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