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Missing Personsi fell hard lost my balance among the wind and the rain splashing through the days like they meant nothing at all.Missing Persons
like the air in my lungs and the beat of my heart ever constant and constantly taken for granted wouldnt become one with time and fade away into unexplored chasms that we've all visited but never seen.
everyone is always looking for meaning looking for answers that have already been found searching for things that had never been lost in the first place. you you are not
lost and i am not looking for you.
(you can stop peeki
by ~Kaydryn
Me 'n Jennby ~Kaydryn
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At the museumAt the museum you are not allowed to have bags.At the museum
The guards become grumpy if you have a bag and think that it is okay to have that bag.
You are so wrong to think that it is okay to have that bag, they think.
Instead, you must have a quarter
to feed the locker so that it protects the
masterpiece-destroying arsenal you tote around.
I open my wallet and know that I do not have a quarter,
but I look through the dimes and nickels and pennies anyway,
trying to convert different kinds of twenty-five cents into other kinds. Maybe I succeed,
and I just keep getting s
by *FriedPickles
FOTEOS - ComatoseFALLING OFF THE EDGE OF SANITY -Comatose-FOTEOS - Comatose
“No one can blame you for what happened,” he said, his hand on mine. My eyes avoided his while I watched the hospital sheets rise with each breath. “She was a wreck, you know that right? She was falling off the edge of sanity for Christ’s sake.”
“Was she?” I asked, my voice drained of the emotion I knew I should have been feeling. It was my fault she was dead – not hers. She didn’t do it, it was me – all me. Maybe it was I who was falling off.
by ~SilentImpression
The Things We Never SayMy Dear,The Things We Never Say
We've come again to this. You're in the bedroom slamming drawers and packing suitcases, crying on the phone to your mother. I can hear the corners of your conversation: "Can you believe it?" and "...should've left years ago." I think I heard a "worthless son of a bitch" bounce against the closet. (Let's hope, this time, you leave it on its hinges.)
I wonder what you're wearing. You ripped your blouse getting out of the car tonight—caught it on that three carat platinum bracelet I bought you for Valentine's Day—so I can't imagine it's survived y
by `GeneratingHype
I Watch HerI watch her, not only because she is young and weak and cold, but because it is my duty.I Watch Her
Her eyes are swollen halfway shut due to the frozen air around her; her face is rosy under the hard lights of the street. She doesn’t know I’m here as she stumbles down the deserted alleyway: it’s not yet time for her to know.
My feathered wings rustle behind me as she coughs a harsh sound. My job is a hard one, but in the end, I am the last hope they have. I am all they can reach for when the time comes to leave this world and join the others in the next.
She’s fading fast: she begins to weave as
by ~rai-frost-sama
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- Current Residence: Mafia Headquarters aka RI
- Interests: Dave, Writing, Hanging with my friends (Mr. Taco, raah!), Sleeping... I <3 Sleeping!
- Favourite movie: Serendipity / Phantom of the Opera / The i Inside
- Favourite band or musician: Fall Out Boy, VAST, The Used, Ayumi Hamasaki, HIM, Dashboard Confessional, My Chemical Romance
- Favourite genre of music: Pretty much anything, really.
- Favourite artist: Dave 'n Bree ;)
- Favourite poet or writer: Stephen King :: Dan Brown :: Harlan Coben
- Favourite photographer: Jo-Chan and Terry
- Favourite style of art: All
- Operating System: Windows XP ravages mimes in their sleep.
- MP3 player of choice: WinAmp
- Shell of choice: Wanda & Harold the Magical Windex Bottles of Doom
- Wallpaper of choice: Ones made by my friends 'cos they're shiny.
- Skin of choice: Dave's :X
- Favourite game: Fatal Frame II / Harvest Moon / Zelda: OOT
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation II
- Favourite cartoon character: Gir from Invader Zim
- Personal Quote: Squirrels shouldn't screw in the road. >>; LoL
- Tools of the Trade: The freaky lab guy from Lake Hylia.. is.. my slave....
- Website: http://www.holixngraphix.4t.com
- Email: Chok0latte@hotmail.com
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The death of one child is a tragedy, the death of thousands is a statistic.
Tonight time has no hold on us. Tonight we are immortal.
'The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori'
My hopes are so high I think your kiss might just kill me
I watch you now.
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