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November 2, 2009: Elegy.You caught my eye. I caught your eye and you blushed, A fiery blush that soared to the heavens and colored the sky.November 2, 2009: Elegy.
I drove away. You felt driven away and sunk into yourself. You thought I was leaving, abandoning you to all your dismay.
I turned around. The world turned around and you died, A silent death of a mere minute's theft. My soul remorse drowned.
I regret all. All I regret is my ignorance: A thought to get closer to see all you are made me miss your fall.
--"Elegy to the Sunset." Requiescat i
by ~callwaiting
"I am writing blindly.""I am writing blindly." At my words"I am writing blindly."
you trek
across the room
to turn the dimmer
brighter, but then -- "No!" you hear me yell. "Why do you assume
that I desire light
when light is
that which blinds me! My mind is drowned in wild thoughts. Peace is what I wish for. If God would bless me with the darkness that I crave so desperately, then perhaps, my still hand, my still pen would somehow
find a way, for once, to write ...."
by ~callwaiting
"She thought he was..."She thought he was..."She thought he was..."
... a rabbit. That kind of boy too shy, too fragile to face any loud noise of any kind. He seemed to look on blindly, a doe in the headlights, as they teased him about his lunch box.
But he stood tall and told them:
"AT LEAST MY SANDWICH HAS NO CRUST!"
by ~callwaiting
"Seagull Soup"Joel Marks was having a heart attack."Seagull Soup"
His right hand abandoned the spoon it was holding and instead, clutched at his chest in an effort to pull back the rib bones that seemed to be applying pressure to his heart in very painful ways. His left hand lay flat but tensed on the restaurant table, his fingers soon curling to grasp the white tablecloth. He leaned to his right, dragging the cloth with him as he collapsed onto the floor, causing a raucous crash! as his glass and his porcelain bowl of seagull soup followed suit.
Seagull soup. Joel had entered this restaurant simply because of one thing: the sign out front that
by ~callwaiting
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for the next fourIf, for some reason, I was trying to write to be inspirational, to send a message to the world, I would do it through impossibilities.for the next four
I would prove the darkness of racism through shape shifting,
the cruelty of fate through precognition,
the brilliance of diversity in the midst of teleportation,
and the height of human achievement through a single apocalypse.
And then again, in the mind of a writer impossibilities don't exist;
And then again, why would I attempt to be inspirational; forcing that is like praying for the sake of getting
by ~rhapstefan
Fairies are ...by =ciaee
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- Current Residence: NYC
- Interests: MUSIC. What else can I say?
- Favourite movie: Amelie (French)
- Favourite band or musician: Telepopmusik, John Mayer, Dashboard Confessional, Corinne Bailey Rae, & Coldplay.
- Favourite artist: Moleca.
- Favourite poet or writer: Dylan. XD.
- Favourite photographer: Christina Deo.
- MP3 player of choice: My iPod Touch.
- Skin of choice: Whaa? Clear, non-pimply skin! -is lame-
- Favourite game: Halo - any version.
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox.
- Favourite cartoon character: Pon and Zi. Do they count? xD.
- Personal Quote: "For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love," said John Donne.
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Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart, but your head gets dumb
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Take few minute for discover my gallery if you have the times, not forced
And now you too, sort of xD...so. Hi. Nice to meet you.
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Show the world, show them your thoughts.
Show them the words in which your mind is caught.
Codenames: ah, to a point. We refer to you as nuestro, yo amigos : ] then we use impromptu codenames: the Mole, the Mouse, Miss Vasquez, NY Crew, the piano player, etc ; ]
You've gotten past your espionage phase? I still think I'm going to become a spy...or a fairy. Whichever gets me first-the government or the fairy dust. xD
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Show the world, show them your thoughts.
Show them the words in which your mind is caught.
I think you're Miss Dylan, right? XDDD.
Moleca has mentioned you! And how well you write XD. Nice to meet you too! :]
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"Here’s to grabbing this one wild, crazy and miraculous life by the horns, and riding it into the sunset. Here’s to living." -- Davey Wavey, one of my heroes. xD. [link]
I've been mentioned?! My, don't I feel important. I suppose it's only appropriate to mention how the NY crew helps keep Mr. Iowa sane-What, with all your witty banter and amusing thoughts, why wouldn't you? xD We've developed ways to talk about you all in normal conversation without others knowing what's going on...it's rather entertaining, I must say xD
Well, I look forward to talking to you and seeing your work here! Speak with you soon, dear cross-continental friend :]
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Show the world, show them your thoughts.
Show them the words in which your mind is caught.
Of courseee you've been mentioned! Moleca is our connection to the Iowan world xD.
"We've developed ways to talk about you all in normal conversation without others knowing what's going on...it's rather entertaining, I must say xD" -- Is it through Codenames! I've missed those ever since I've gotten past my espionage phase a... few years back. Rofl :]
I second your last two lines!
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"Here’s to grabbing this one wild, crazy and miraculous life by the horns, and riding it into the sunset. Here’s to living." -- Davey Wavey, one of my heroes. xD. [link]
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The poet is a liar who always tells the truth
When the World ends, collect your things. You're coming with me..
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This is Bunny help him on his way to WORLD DOMINATION...
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