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almost.Today was a quiet day. A quiet day of murmurs and whispers, whispered prayers never reaching through those clouds. The rain was talking, today. It was telling me of cleanliness, of hope, of despair. Each individual drop was calling my name, begging me to step outside, to be washed away without a thought.almost.
The lightning was screaming. Screaming and crying, silent, the thunder taking all the prowess. The lightning struck and struck, deadlier than the bigger counterpart. The thunder was calling out, the louder half drowning out and ignoring the less known nerd, b
by ~Revalation9
The world goes round and roundOh dear God, I think he fell grace personified, hope in person, has fallen from the crown of grace.The world goes round and round
Heaven's gates seem so far away and even just this day to day seems to make life hazier than it was before.
Is it worth the fight? Would I really go through hell and back just trying to make things right?
Is it worth the heartache and agony the hope and the crushing spirit to try and bring him home?
Perhaps I need to re-evaluate what's in my brain the sun is sinking lower and lower in this dangerous day and I'm wondering if I'll be ab
by ~Revalation9
Black stars and Purple scarsBlack stars and purple scars decorate the surface that you intended to be clean. Can you get out from under this cloud cover? It seems about to rain, but the sky seems to fail at opening. So many things that can be said, as raindrops start to fall and there she lies on a stone wall outside, in the rain, lighting striking the water near. Do you know what you've done? The damage you wrought? Your influence sticks, ghostly spiderwebs in a closeted mind the thoughts bouncing back and forth and back and forth across a hollow black, empty, where the heart should be. WillBlack stars and Purple scars
by ~Revalation9
Disjointed.There is a sacred place where the undertaken go swaddled in black gauze and shiny wraps beading on the bodice, satin on the heels. Step up, clickclickclick on the podium clear your throat, and begin.Disjointed.
“Ladies and gentlemen, today we gather to celebrate the life, not the death of the deceased. The life was operatic, almost comedic to many of you. It is to those of you I do not speak.”
The spoken word grows softer, fading into the stone floor until you stand, silent, and the thoughts start flowing in. Pearly netting streatching over and over &nb
by ~Revalation9
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- Current Residence: is not where i wish to be.
- Interests: movies, writing, photography, and fighting the beurocracy
- Favourite movie: SLC PUNK
- Favourite band or musician: Anything with a sick riff
- Favourite genre of music: rock
- Favourite poet or writer: J.D. Salinger, John Irving
- Operating System: Windows Vista, unfortuneatly
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Shell of choice: scallop
- Wallpaper of choice: I prefer paint. Brown paint.
- Favourite game: Monopoly, Halo 2
- Favourite gaming platform: I use a console. An Xbox360 that isn't mine.
- Favourite cartoon character: Speedy Gonzalez!
- Personal Quote: Nothing makes one so vain as to be told one is a sinner.
- Tools of the Trade: The list is ever growing.
- Email: vsheppard@gmail.com
- AIM: monroeville nght
- MSN: guitARMYfreak@hotmail.com
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Your will manifests itself in the words you speak,
whether they be curses or joy,
the soul of those words yields power.
Just wanted to let you know that I selected your poem, "Gravity of Indigo" for feature in my journal regarding poems about colors.
Guess which category you won for?
Congrats, great work, and keep writing!
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"Look down at me and see a fool;
look up at me and see a god;
look straight at me and see yourself."
/Charles Manson
VIVA LE PICNIC!
Hi! i'm Kona :3
I met you when you came to our school D:
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Outdoors Adventure in Chile ! OXIGENO AVENTURA ! [link]
it's rum is for drinking, not burning.
pffft.
an agent? for whaat?
i miss you vikkersss.
i lalalalalove you <2
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"All art is completely useless."
-Oscar Wilde
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I came to look over the short Darkness series that there was... I needed it to prove a point to someone--though a particularly negitive point...
I noticed that the first and last ones vanished over time... (smiles weakly) I'm glad that you seem much happier now than you did then, from what I saw.
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"She looked into your eyes,
And saw what lay beneath,
Don't try to save yourself,
The circle is complete"
Hold your Colour - Pendulum
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