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ImagesSimple thoughts pressed down Like pencil graphite pressed to paper Like a flower placed in a thick book Flowing onto the surface like waterImages
Idea's become images on the page Like a code made real by a light projection Like a hologram from the future Springing forth, vigorously from the page
The story unfolds from the instrument Emerging triumphantly, roaring life Alive enough as to breathe the air Captured on its white pedestal until it dies
by ~Demastes
BrokenDragging my feet, now Slowly, pulling my heart from my chest Tossing it aside as I walk Shuttering steps on the darkened pathBroken
Shivering in the cold air Always cold, freezing the darkened path Gripping my feet like nails Begging me not to leave, begging me
Falling, slowly, in the night Knees creaking under my legs, under me Crying, tears freezing Thin arms chattering in the soft breeze
Shadows moving across my vision Shaking me from darkness Shaking me from my release Shadows flickering, and disappearing
Standing up, I mo
by ~Demastes
Ice and SnowShivering in the breeze Evening light spilling along Glimmering off the white snow Broken only by shadows Emerging from the ground Towering among the icy dunesIce and Snow
Shadows between my fingers Blue from the ice and wind Breath frosting in the open air Emerging from frozen lips Blue from the ice and wind Songs sung sweetly through silence
Notes lilting in the frigid air Mourning the journeys past The paths leading to the present Adventures never followed to future Soft breeze in the dim evening Forcing steps onward in the snow &n
by ~Demastes
Dreams of DaisiesI dreamed, the other day. It was short, concise. I shivered in it. It was cold, so I shivered, which is odd. I don’t remember what it was about. Something about daisies, I think. The flowers were blooming, like many little white discs. I think it was a Tuesday, but I can’t remember if it was spring or summer. I sit in a dark room, it is December third. Inspections are tomorrow. I am slightly nervous, I wonder if they’ll see my dreams. Each day, I worked in a factory, called Ergeld Economics Company. I think I heard children calling it eek, but I’m can’t remember why. Maybe it has something to do with the mDreams of Daisies
by ~Demastes
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- Interests: writing (poetry mostly)
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko, Fight Club
- Favourite band or musician: Linkin Park/Korn/Okay
- Favourite genre of music: Rock/Indie/Indie Rock XD
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9/18/08 SUPERNATURAL season 4
You're gonna die, and this-this is what you're gonna become!
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The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.
- G.K. Chesterton [ 1874 - 1936 ]
No single raindrop believes it is to blame for the flood.
-anonymous
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I have been a member of devART since 2005
old account ---> ~Kuramas-Kimi-Hiei
new account--> ~HavokofJade
9/18/08 SUPERNATURAL season 4
You're gonna die, and this-this is what you're gonna become!
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