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LegacyTonight we find ourselves as if we’ve fallen through the cracks of space and time, sliding through a continuum with a backwards current to land here, at this place and moment. Nothing has changed us – we still carry our own names, our own lineage, our own habits and ideals – essentially, everything that composes us from our core radiating outward. But tonight we carry more than that, and not just in the sense of blistered hands, aching feet, a wooden cart piled with homespun clothing in archaic patterns and bags of the foods that would seem out of place among the shining tiles and halogen bulbs of our kitchens back home. In a sLegacy
by ~crazypuglady
Still FrameImagine a life frozen in motion. Existence Captured in sun-dried gray and beige, Fastened in place by cosmic ties Which no force could ever hope to break. Silence Hanging from treetops like ribbons Woven through the leaves now lifeless In the stilled breath of the wind. Shadows Dark and shapeless, the only blossoming of color In a world leached of vibrancy, blurring A ground littered with dust and twisted husks Of long-dead roses and butterflies. Change Nonexistent; blooming and swirling elsewhere But not here, on this frozen continuum Untouched by progress’s pStill Frame
by ~crazypuglady
LongingIt slinks upon me like purple velvet,Longing
rippling, captivating, soft beneath my fingers It rises up and smothers my face, blinding my eyes and stifling my breath. When it falls away everything spins, a turntable of elongated colors and wavering shapes that when settled, sculpt the world into clarity. Existence takes on a raw form, a bleak patchwork made of threadbare fabric and bound with the splintering threads of the ordinary. Save for you. The one whose smile or kind remarks transform my day from bland into a blessing. You are gilded, magnificent and my heart, diso
by ~crazypuglady
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When The Lilac Cried.The sky cried tonight.When The Lilac Cried.
And I watched every tear sink into the dirt as if they were isolated from their home. And I wondered if the stars forgave them.
I cried.
And I felt every tear roll down my cheek trailing a broken heartbreak. And I wondered if my heart would ever mend.
It wasn’t unusual for stars to cry. They drop their tears on cemeteries and blossom memories that will never fade and roses that will never blossom. They silt and die. They carry away their ashes into the fire where the memories will burn. Forgotten among t
by ~MUSICxxJUNKIE
For youMy friend, I love you for your honestyFor you
I can’t explain what it means to hear my name on the other end of the phone line when I can’t stand the silence anymore when I can’t stand the noise and I want something that matters. You matter, and as much as I can’t handle speaking affection I never have quite managed to lie so close to your eyes, so forgiving. Do you see, then, when I tell you you are wonderful, you
your courage your pain your dreaming make me remember why I bother keeping faith I am telling you honestly, not because this is any kind of romance I don’t m
by ~foolish-sage
dreamsBliss like wailing skulls of those agonized I have, Dancing through corridors of smoldering screams, like a thousand fold choir of tormented cherubs, Fervently I anticipate past the sun, yearning its finish with the very quintessence of heart, For I know, after the sting of scorching luminosity a bed awaits my devoted embrace.dreams
Merrily I tread into perpetual darkness so that I may tolerate a new trial of daylight, Unspeakable horrors haunt my undreamed hours, but in my kingdom of decadence, I find hope, My hidden psyche comes animated and I cleanse away the impurities of the ordinary, Firmly I a
by ~BakaJinx
Sleeping Beauty.You’re laying there, still and as ethereal as an angel, your hair cascading down the side of the iron-wrought bench in auburn rays. Your body seems to radiate a golden aura that is reflected in your eyes, your lips, your sensual body. And even against the dreary metal and stone of the jail you’re surrounded in, you still seem to capture a surreal sense of beauty that brings shivers down my spine and a tremble to my lip. You are everlasting, shimmering, my sleeping beauty.Sleeping Beauty.
I walked into this jail unbeknownst of this beauty with the only knowledge of that of a wicked spell. I knew from long ago that a spell was cast
by ~MUSICxxJUNKIE
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- Current Residence: California.
- Interests: Anything involving writing, music, psychology, food or weird things.
- Favourite band or musician: Rise Against, Kutless, Linkin Park, Josh Groban, Thousand Foot Krutch, Skillet, Rammstein...
- Favourite genre of music: I'm fond of saying I have "bipolar music tastes."
- Favourite poet or writer: Laurie Halse Anderson, Alice Sebold, Ellen Hopkins, and many others.
- Favourite style of art: Writing and the performing arts.
- MP3 player of choice: My new iPod nanochromatic. *huggles iPod nanochromatic*
- Favourite game: I don't think I'll outgrow The Sims as long as I live.
- Personal Quote: "If love is a labor I'll slave til the end."
- Tools of the Trade: Random bursts of inspiration, and an imagination that can sometimes be a bit twisted.
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Take Jean's powers away and she becomes a super model house wife... Ho shit she's the Marvel's answer to Angelina Jolie. ~pearlblade
Whoa. Coo Coo kachu got screwed.
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{ and the rivers of blood pushed back in my veins. }
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{ and the rivers of blood pushed back in my veins. }
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