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- Deviant since Jun 12, 2002, 11:51 AM
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Knowledge...I don't know quite what to do I'm really at loss about you yet looking into those eyes I cannot help but think there's more to you then you let on you hide behind a veil of greenKnowledge...
my eyes can't help but search for yours and stare with wondrous thought who is it that you hide in there who is it that you're not?
what frightens you? what scares you? why the endless wall who built it there, when, what for and will you ever let it fall?
ahh my friend, you puzzle me more than I'll let on because I understand too well what you're
in Emotional on 1/31/04
Early Morninga spectre; black moves slowly through the air soft swishing of a cloak each step draws nearEarly Morning
leaves twitch, awaken give witness to the pass black hood, white hands, black shawl dark eyes spectator to the mass
and as a shadow travels, stops. sniffs. and ponderous walks on convinced that all is well no feel, no breath, disturb the quiet dawn.
the stillness of the peace! the world's asleep. the very dew drops hold their breath afraid to fall, and frighten death.
this slumberous world, not yet begun sh
in Open on 1/31/04
The NightThe darkest, coldest night removed from lively life stays brooding and unwelcome outside the circle of the light; and yet, its dark surrender the husky heavy air awash with little droplets, temptation everywhere.The Night
The trees call out, so slowly a sirens song in spring, abandon all but passion and love of the extreme; the total sense of isolation, the world belong to me! the silky pitter-patter of the rain caressing every thing.
the lights sing out, the glowing of the starts the trees no longer strangers, there life and
in Open on 1/31/04
Lossand reanacted in my mind's eye sight the death of all, once considered bright. what happends when you lose something? when that was all you had to gain.Loss
now all that's left is numbness a fading memory of what once was and so this poem is an ode to you I lost myself, when I lost you.
in Lyrical on 1/18/04
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No Longer Do I Wish to SpeakNo longer do I wish to speak Words should be smooth and cool not tired and worn out By pens too numb to write and ears too deaf to listen by tongues that should lie still yet still they lie No longer do I wish to speak Words should be drops and blades, not splinters jagged and blunt by eyes too blind to see and mouths too dry to whisperNo Longer Do I Wish to Speak
I\'ve heard enough.
I\'ve said enough. My words grow old.
And all the meaning twisted.
by ~lorelaiv
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Devious Information
- Emailvoid08@ntlworld.com
- AIMSoaring4Eternity
- Current Residence: Pern, Rivendell, Xanth, Earth sometimes
- Interests: reading fantasy books :)
- Favourite movie: Lord of the Rings? there r many...
- Favourite band or musician: depends. I like Pink Floyd at the moment
- Favourite genre of music: various, alternative/rock at the mo
- Favourite poet or writer: Anne McCaffrey, Piers Anthony, Tolkien
- Favourite cartoon character: Gandalf! or maybe Aragorn...
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How's things?
ps. you should really come back to dA more often. I miss your art
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This is the song that doesn't end, yes it goes on and on my friend......... hahaha now you have it stuck in your head!
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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comment, because you care.
share your love and not your hate.
love the artist, before yourself.
meditate on this.
Random Deviant
And now to get on with my torture (read: coursework)
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i see you have started submitting work after such a looong absence.
das ist gut!
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I am not a bitch, I am THE BITCH, and Mrs Bitch to you!
Just so you know, you brought a bit of sunlight into my otherwise dreary day
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hopefully I'll get a chance to return the favor somewhere over the next month ...
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Never argue with a fool - the onlookers can't tell the difference ...
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my stock photos :iconbryans-stock:
check it out!
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anyways, how has the year 2003 been treating you so far?
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Thanx for your comment about my jar
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My new hompage: [link]
"I'm not dying in a fucking rat maze!"
i am doing alright i suppose.
love is terribly confusing (i'm sure i don't need to tell you that
anyhow, i'll re-add you to my devwatch!
take care!
milath
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and... Happy New Year..
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Masda
"Wir haben keine Chance - nutzen wir sie"
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And just remember - alcohol is the answer...I just can't remember the question
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Happy New Year!
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^ T h e u n r u l e d ^
Thanks for all your comments over the last year! Your work is missed in these parts...
Have a very happy New Year! Don't get too drunk
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