The Blank PageThe blank page returned my stare But slowly, as I filled the page With line upon line It came to life.The Blank Page
The now full page Told of my empty corpse, But then with stories of You It came to life.
Stories of laughter; Tales of silence Under the purest star light Brought me to life.
Spoken words, Unspoken feelings,
Mutual memories: Kept me alive
Here I stand: Waiting for you. Without your presence I am devoid of life.
The Rustle of the Leaves“The Rustle of the Leaves”The Rustle of the Leaves
Walking down a lonely trail, Noticing the birds and beasts. The trickle of a twisting stream; The rustle of the Leaves.
The rain begins to fall Silencing the voices of the forest With the beating of many drops On many Leaves.
Then the thunder begins
Covering the mist of noise: Clashing; Clamoring; Concealing, The music of the Leaves.
The thunder stops and the rain ceases The symphony resumes; Played by the orchestra of birds, beasts And the rustle of the Leaves.
Through My Mask“Through My Mask”Through My Mask
I laugh so you cannot see me cry; I make you feel alive so you wont see me die. Masks cover what I choose to hide, Tears and pain hidden inside.
I cover my life with a shroud, Showing my life through a cloud. You cannot see what I wish to do Because I continue to hide it from you
I choose for you not to look, For you would choose not to believe. The pain I would cause if my life I took Would be too great for anyone to relieve.
But still I wish for freedom from This life and person I have become
Dream GirlThe girl that comes to you in you your dreams She knows your wants she knows your needsDream Girl
Eloquently beautiful in every way She laughs at practically everything you say Some says she is perfect made up by the mind Unobtainable and impossible she is to find
You look and wonder from place to place Venturing to see her sweet face Then one day you find that she is real You know it from fact from what you feel Everyday with her is something new I love you so much you dream girl you
Little Fish
Just A BrickClose your eyes and then you'll see Two people talking over tea One is scared and one is strong One is right and one is wrong Listen closely and you'll hear He's being taken over by his fearJust A Brick
He says Distance is a wall That seperates us all Love is something you must feel In order for it to be real He says The distance is to great How can this be fate
She tilts her head and then she smiles I'm only far away if you're measuring in miles Distance is not the whole wall One of many bricks that make it tall The rest is built up
I think your the 2nd one from the missions trip I have gotten to join the DEVIOUS COMMUNITY
My plan is working.. MWAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
Who was the first?
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"Coining phases is hard work"
Cassie is one of them... Also a few from my group... I don't remember order though...
Did you see my gallery? What about my myspace Account?
Last thing....
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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he world will know that free men stood against a tyrant, that few stood against many, and before this battle was over, even a god-king can bleed...
~King Leonidas 300~
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