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Jul. 9th, 2005 @ 08:25 pm Dug From the Back of My Closet...

Some prose from a long time ago...Collapse )

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Jul. 9th, 2005 @ 08:05 pm Mordin's Post

An entry I wrote from a EQ fan fiction round robin I was part of...Collapse )

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Jun. 16th, 2005 @ 06:12 pm Invisible
She sits alone
In the corner of a dank, dark room
Rocking back and forth on her heels
She sighs, the pain too much to bare

Where are the times of yesterday
When words were pretty swirling colors
That entered her ears and inticed her brain

Where are the times of yesterday
When everything around her was bright

Now the grey walls surround her
Closing her in
Friendship, a distant memory
Words cut like a knife into her skin

Blood drips from her eyes
As she cries
But no one notices
Because she's invisible

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Jun. 15th, 2005 @ 11:27 pm Untitled
The shame from ages passed
encircles my life
my every thought and deed
Like a demon that cannot
be outrun
It engulfs me
and smothers my spirit
Carrying my shame
hiding it
concealing it from
those that care
I drive everyone away
afraid that someone
will see through my walls
will see my shame
and turn from me in disgust

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Jun. 1st, 2005 @ 11:20 pm Mirrored
Current Mood: nostalgicnostalgic
Sitting in the window sill,
my face pressed against the cold, hard glass.
A drop of rain strikes the window
Mirroring a tear.
The two slowly decend.
The tear falls upon his face,
a picture,
The raindrop,
it's shadow.

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Jun. 1st, 2005 @ 11:11 pm Natura Naturata
Current Mood: quixoticquixotic
Life began with one hint of existence,
A thought, an idea, a dream.
An empty space,
An endless void
brightened with a spark of light,
An inconsistancy, a movement.
This was God.

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Mar. 25th, 2005 @ 03:29 pm The Times
There are times when one is lost
But those times are to have forever cost
For when one is lost, there is no light
So all you can do is wait for the bite.
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Mar. 25th, 2005 @ 03:18 pm Pondering Death
Through the darkness do my eyes ponder
Although I am in constant wonder
Of the things one could surely miss
From the long life to the dismiss

But there are things about death that can be good
A long long sleep and no need for food
Death, by most people is probably booed

But why boo it so
It is inevitable
And you know so.
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Mar. 25th, 2005 @ 03:17 pm Leather into Lace

Leather into Lace

When love was furthest from my mind,
When life was harsh and unkind,
I found you sitting by my side,
Ready to be again, my guide.
The incredible torrents of the sea
Did sink and almost drown me,
But you were there to drag me out.
You helped me win another bout,

But when I lost internal sight,
There was war and external blight.
You turned away like those before.
I watched you walk slowly to the door.
Afraid I would lose you forever,
I took on my last endeavor.
I gently grasped your hand in mine,
Hoping for it to be a sign.
You smiled and pulled me in tight.
We talked and talked into the night.
Then, you began to understand
That all I needed was a hand.
A hand to guide me into the light,
Out of the shadows of the night.
Someone to praise my humble deeds
Is what this girl sometimes needs,
But at times just a little space
Will turn my leather into lace.
So, when my words become unkind,
I believe that you will find,
Taking simple interest in my life
Will lessen the toil and strife,
And giving me a break sometimes
Turns words from daggers into rhymes.


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Mar. 25th, 2005 @ 03:14 pm Kiss Me My Dear
A REALLY old one... I think I was 13 when I wrote this.

Kiss Me My Dear

As I sit in this desolate place,
Chained to the walls of my fear,
No smile shines upon my face,
Only, a tear.

Emotions change rapidly on the outside,
Feeling I can no longer control.
In this desolate place I hide,
No longer taking the role.

The pain I can no longer explain.
Times were happy for you and I
Til your death brought the pain,
Now to forget you I can only try.

For you were very dear to me
A friend to confide in
A friend, for whom as it may be
I commit my final sin.

Kiss me my dear, for now I take my life.
Don't object, it's too late, I've already raised the knife.

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