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To my eyes A surge of stories A feeling of suprise
My mind sent away to a far off land Encased in a vessel held in my hand
by ~mordath5
Daybreak"Daybreak"Daybreak
Words on the screen Burned Into my mind Any feeling of happiness Impossible to find Heartbreak ensuing Sadness reigns And then, Like lightning I seem happy again All the hurts, the loss Bottled in my mind Feelings I won't show I don't want anyone to find I go on living, trying But when I'm alone Without fail, I'm crying But a light shines through,
Piercing the dark Like an expert Thief Picks the lock on my heart Saves me from Darkness Brings back the light Loving thoughts Make the world s
by ~mordath5
Hypocrite"Hypocrite"Hypocrite
Really tired of this shit I know I'm different but Could you just get over it? Have you ever just tried to stop hating me And tried to get to know me? I'm Really not that different, my mind is human too Despite outward appearances, I don't want to annoy you
But no, that doesn't matter. It's
Easier for you to hate me blindly No matter what I do, for you'll Just hate the boy, who never wanted more than
A few friends, or just someone to talk to Most people don't know me well, but often those who do Insist I have a good side Never
by ~mordath5
A Lady"A Lady"A Lady
I met her in a forest On a trail most unused A Lady, passing fair Yet, t'would not have caught my eye Still I paused, bewildered For I felt enamored Yet I'd not yet seen her face And I paused, gazing upon her When round she turned And saw me A brief look of fear in her eyes Which then faded like a passing dream She took my hand in hers And on we walked Down a trail most unused
by ~mordath5
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So, why that name?“So, why that name? Why Alvina?” a friend asked between drags of a clove cigarette.So, why that name?
I got these kinds of questions all the time. My name was easy to remember but hard to understand, let alone pronounce. I gave a light chuckle and waved my hand to fan away the silvery smoke.
“I’ll tell you the story behind it if you’d like.”
Alvina Robinson was the nicest old woman any one had ever met. She had a bright, denture-enhanced smile, frazzled pale hair, and often wore long red shirts with cats and flowers printed across her chest. In her lifetime, she’d given birth
by ~ExplodingCows
The Potter's Favorite PieceBaby blue and shark shino. She was glazed, his favorite piece melted against an old metal shelf. The blue and honey brown swirled and molded against her, charred and cracking with age and fire that to this day, they say, burns within her hollow shell.The Potter's Favorite Piece
She'd loved him well, he'd recall over a cup of earl gray tea. They'd make trips together to the lab, put on some Pink Floyd and end up entwined on the floor covered in clay.
He loved it more.
The wheel, the easily molding piece between his calloused hands. Control. It was his flavor, his vice. He needed control, over something. Somebody.
That'
by ~ExplodingCows
Shy At Firstby *jadeedge
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- Current Residence: Not for anyone to know.
- Interests: Games, art, music, show-tunes, movies, books AND.... FLIRTING!! ^_^
- Favourite band or musician: All American Rejects
- Favourite genre of music: Not METAL!
- Favourite artist: Jujirae... no... Reiko.. ARGGH!! Can't choose
- Favourite poet or writer: Mercedes Lackey
- Favourite photographer: Veronica
- Favourite style of art: Manga
- Operating System: Crappy
- MP3 player of choice: I'd rather have an Ipod
- Shell of choice: ....
- Wallpaper of choice: Not my computer, hence the crappiness
- Skin of choice: As I said,
- Favourite game: Kingdom Hearts 2
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2
- Favourite cartoon character: Kurosaki Ichigo
- Personal Quote: YES! I do know that nobody likes me. So stop bitching about it and leave me alone!
- Tools of the Trade: Pencil and Paper
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You're actually a pretty nice guy.
I'll be back in Juneau later today.
I had a nice accident and bonked me head.
It means a lot having support from you though. Unexpected, but it's important to me all the same.
Kudos.
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Making the world a better place, one pelvic thrust at a time.
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Yes Blaze, I am the one with the over-the-phone mind rapeing Voice.
No I am not emo any more, but I still love my poetry.
ANd, just for the sake of humor.
"I found the source of the strange ticking!"
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