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- Wannabe Poet
- Female/United States
- Offline for 22w 6d 6h 38m 45s
- Deviant since Apr 7, 2006, 8:34 AM
- 14 Deviations
- 1 Scrap [browse]
- 6 Deviation Comments
- 15 Deviant Comments
- 549 Pageviews
burn it please
Recent Deviations
Kissthe rains kissKiss
fills the grooves and holes of
the dry dirt and
the dead earth
hungrily gulps &
in Open on 5/15/06
Transparent glass and Perfumean elegant cylinder of transparent glass topped with a cap of faux gold a beaming yellow liquid fighting weakly against theTransparent glass and Perfume
thick black
&nb
in Open on 5/12/06
Keeping me from screamingPain pain pain pain pain Deep throbbing pain deep inside me, flashing again if I even thought of moving anywhere, moved anything. Pain that subsided into a stinging reminder of everything and everyone in my life. Pain. Warm pain.Keeping me from screaming
Lovingly embracing me being and wrapping a warm blanket of crimson around me, holding me, comforting me, gagging me, crushing me, keeping me from screaming. Keeping me from screaming incoherent syllables filled with pure hatred and longing and desire and bittersweet sorrow.
Thin pain, stretched out from between my leaking eyes to my aching shoulders, encompassing all my thoughts. Pain t
in Perspectives on 5/4/06
Music is lifeThere was so much I wanted to be. I wanted to dance and I wanted to play soccer and tennis and I wanted to pain and draw and write books and be famous. But most of all, I wanted to sing.Music is life
Music was my everything. I sang and wrote music and lyrics and listened to music. I lived music.
Music became my reason for living. My one good reason. The raw emotion that poured out of the singers’ mouths as they sang made my own hell so much more bearable.
I sat and closed my eyes and sang Mozart’s Requiem as though it were mine, as though I was
in General Non-Fiction on 5/2/06
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Devious Information
- Emailroses_galore118@yahoo.com
- AIMstarrynight5995
- Current Age: however old i want to be
- Current Residence: wherever my parents drag me next
- Interests: writing, singing, music in general, drawing and painting, photography, arfenhouse
- Favourite movie: phantom of the opera, rent, amadeus...
- Favourite band or musician: garbage, the used, HIM, jack off jill, AFI, cradle of filth, nirvana
- Favourite genre of music: um... almost everything but country and rap
- Favourite artist: Frida Kahlo
- Favourite poet or writer: Barbara Kingsolver, Gregory Maguire
- Personal Quote: Abandon thought and let the dream descend
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Devious Comments
AAAH!
when did you get back on here?!?!
THAANKS for the comment on the galleryyyyy
and yeh... i'm definitely jealous of your writing skills....
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The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
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"then he left,
ran from the entire world.
and never ever came back."
Really belated thanks on a
But better late than never I say.
Hope 2007 treats you well.
Take care
Connie
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Obladi Oblada life goes on
This too shall pass
CALL ME on my house phone tho. cause i dont have my cell, as i'm grounded from like LIFE.
<3333# byeeee
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The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
much appreciated
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Give the TIME & I'll act like I KNEW
I <### TEH CAITIN!
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The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
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"Victims, aren't we all ?"
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*polska
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The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
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/ LitetBus
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The states of awareness we currently perceive are only a thiny fraction of the whole.
The continuum extends deep into nonphysical areas of the universe far beyond our current physical comprehension
- William Buhlman
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: Photographers 'Do It' on Film :
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/ LitetBus
i like your stuff, its angsty but hell what good literature isnt? anger and depression are what inspire me to write.. althou i dont have the guts to post most of it
great emotive work
P.S i love the used too!
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-"Hey Donnie, what can i trade you for a Tv?"
-"Your wife."
-"You can't have my wife. Pick a snackfood."
-"Marshmallow fluff.... smeared on your wife."
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"His eyes were lined in black kohl and his arms were lined with long symmetrical cuts, as if someone had started a game of tic-tac-toe on him and then become distracted by the beauty of the board they were playing on."
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If I could leave this spirit I'd find me a hole and I'll live in it.
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Karma is not the bitch. You are
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Hand me my shovel and step back so as ya don't get anything all over yer nice cleanness. So sayeth my Darkness'
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