First DayToday has been an awful day... I got into a fight with my best friend about a trip that we were supposed to take tomorrow... She decided to blame me for us not going, even though she could still go by herself.. though that may be questionable because she probably needed the gas money I would provided to make it there... Anyways.. She decided, also, that she would never ever ask me to go anywhere with her again, because I do not appreciate anything she tries to do for me.. *rolls her eyes* I am so tired of her whining all the time.. and her woe is me mood....
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ElusionWake the dreams that call my fate And rise above the waves of youth A hole to bear before the gates Of Eyes that see them through. Marked sands of quartz flee below The course of malign degrades Wedging forth they no longer show For they have died and thus fade. Seek the truth upon the limb That sickly and bare is wise Embrace a courage and break that bond To remove that unworthy guise.Elusion
by ~maniacalmusings
Junctured LaughTortured souls weave as one, Their armored hearts crumble to dust, Wretched circles come undone, As desire turns to grave lust. Holy sacrements block a strong belief, Wrenching pain collapses trust, Causing greatened abhorrent grief, As life becomes a bit more unjust.Junctured Laugh
by ~maniacalmusings
Time-As It Sees FitThe calm. The gentle swishing of time as it passes by me. By my head. My head so clouded with grief. Sorrow. Contempt. Hatred for that which ends all things. That which ends my things.Time-As It Sees Fit
The desperation of my courage, searching for that one breath that will save me from the darkness; that will make me fly into the light that basks the ever so worthy ones with grace, from which I am eternally cast out. The one piece of myself that I may hold onto in this time of despair. The moment which I am no longer myself, yet entirely myself. The tick of time at which I believe I am someone that I apparently am not, and the truth is shown to me
by ~maniacalmusings
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Solitudeby *pyromaniac
Hopeless RomanticIf roses are red, And violets are blue, How can I express My love for you?Hopeless Romantic
Pretty little things Do not avidly show The handiwork Of Cupid's Bow.
How long has it been Since I was free? Surely you know My heart's treachery.
You're all I can think about, And that is a fact. I feel like I've made A demon's pact.
For when you're not near, Heavy my heart grows. Come with me, my dear! To places nobody knows.
by ~Demitahar
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- Current Residence: Mississippi
- Interests: Music, Writing, Reading, Hanging with Friends
- Favourite artist: Amy Brown
- Favourite poet or writer: Shel Silverstein
- Operating System: Windows XP
- Wallpaper of choice: Check my desktop...
- Favourite game: Chrono Trigger
- Favourite gaming platform: Super NES
- Favourite cartoon character: Eeyore
- Personal Quote: The blade can only harm you if you let the enemy come to close...
- Tools of the Trade: A pencil, Eraser, and paper.. weee
- Email: taralyna@hotmail.com
- AIM: taralyna
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