shoobieDrubble, I figured I'd write something.
But then I didn't know what to write.
Oh, sleepy.
-Ian
~slenderblade
Wakes to sleep laterNewest
ReincarnationThe dawn falls into the ocean Engulfed by the red tides, Bleaching tears,Reincarnation
Those of the siren's song.
Waves caress his careless head, Iron mixes with salt.
A skyscraper is formed; Jutting far into the mourning sky; It waves its hand across the sea, And breaks and plummets and crashes.
Debris lands around him And on him And through him But he is already gone,
Gone, far from the shores, Drifting, far from the sea. And another corpse lands from the sky, Another bloody mess --
The skyscraper is formed... &
by ~slenderblade
DecisionThe walls around me Are so far away Surrounding this pedestal On which I stand.Decision
The room is gray
Shambled but dreadful Like the breadth of a thousand martyrs Altruistic, and destroyed.
Below me I see nothing around, Blackness swallows the ground. I surmise that I am on this lofty altar Only to have two choices.
An ancient sound of grinding gears Grows greater, louder, older, As the clanking floor around me rises Until this shadow enjoys my audience.
The ground is now at level With my feet, but something horrid. &n
by ~slenderblade
Stab at EarthBright grapes blast Boiling lava in a sea of miffStab at Earth
Red singes on carpet tears Bleeding smiles and cancerous oaths
Bridge gaps and sift creation Willow bingeing forward and aft Towards sediment in tree hell.
Call forth doves and sunsets Pulling curtains and swinging vines Stinging creatures and poison Fading fast Dreaming in a horrific sentiment
Break figs dance in doll house ants Crawling and creeping with dexterity And blood Stains
With candles
Wax and bees face off War of the century Breaks sweat and
by ~slenderblade
ChrysalisSo the caterpillar With its mighty mission Chews upon leafsChrysalis
Of trees
Leaving holes in the greenery And smiling,
Hoping not to be eaten, He trundles along.
"I shall be done with this grub!"
He masticates as he says, "And feed upon other things." So he found a tree.
He found it. He loved it. He became very attached, And he became very still.
Days passed, Months ached along. The seasons began to grow impatient, Just in time.
The caterpillar emerged slowly And squinted in the sunlight.
by ~slenderblade
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Dark Ballad of Impossible LoveI stroll this vacant, dank corridor, My lead feet on the cobblestones bare, Swearing harshly aloud, “Nevermore Will I confer my tender heart to share!” Shadows stealthily fleeting by, And everything passing, walking blindly, I attempt so futilely not to cry. It is not that I knew not fully But simply that I am yet naïve. Flushed face streaked by crystal tears, Little storms, each I dully perceive. Heart ripping, caused by countless fears Coming from my nightmares to reality. The moon breathes down, glinting. Omniscient orb watches, feigning serenityDark Ballad of Impossible Love
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: ...here.
- Interests: anime, piano, martial arts, guild wars
- Favourite genre of music: Many different kinds.
- Favourite artist: my sister.
- Favourite poet or writer: no one
- Favourite photographer: ami
- Favourite style of art: none
- Operating System: kidneys
- MP3 player of choice: Winamp
- Shell of choice: Time capsule.
- Wallpaper of choice: i don't usually tape my essays to the wall..
- Skin of choice: my own. cuz i can bite it and i won't get in trouble for flirting too violently.
- Favourite game: Any with good music and storyline
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Personal Quote: It's never right to murder someone. Killing, on the other hand...
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, and handgun!
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When something tastes good, your face has to show it.
...My face?
"You're a perfectly wounding artist."
<--- Seduced lollll
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Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able?
Then he is not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing?
Then he is malevolent.
Is he both willing and able?
Then whence cometh evil?
Is he neither able nor willing?
Then why call him God. ~ Epicurus
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'I am your father' - Darth Vader
I'll be landing shortly...
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When something tastes good, your face has to show it.
...My face?
"You're a perfectly wounding artist."
YESH. I's hooked.
You didn't ask. but I just told you anyways.
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'I am your father' - Darth Vader
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When something tastes good, your face has to show it.
...My face?
"You're a perfectly wounding artist."
Haha.. i was just thinking about you the other day.... i was listening to some of the songs you got me addicted to in high school. The Final fantasy songs you used to play in the chapel during lunch, until the stupid administration locked the doors.... *grrr*
By the way if you have not figured out who this is my now.... you are so lame...
How have you been Ian... I have missed talking to you and all your strange statements that never really never made any sense....
:-P
so yah.... lets chat sometime....
It has been forever, after all!
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When something tastes good, your face has to show it.
...My face?
"You're a perfectly wounding artist."
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