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She watched As her life went by, Always a bystander Never in control.
They come and they go, Staying a while But bleeding into memory, Like everyone else.
It doesn't matter How she feels, Then or ever, Soon they don't exist.
In her own little world, Reckless abandon, Lonely planet The number of visitors doesn't matter.
Even now, Only one visitor has Taken residence With her.
But she' too far gone, Too lost, She doesn't want to be found Just to b
by ~Alakatarie
Bringing Her BackBringing Her BackBringing Her Back
Watching Silently in the night, Holding on Hoping the past is far behind, But knowing it's not.
Listening The water hitting her feet, Ignoring it all Lost in a past she can't forget.
People wonder at this regular, She never says much, She's always the same, And yet something is always different, They leave her alone.
Hearing The gaurd telling her the beach Is closed But not paying him much mind, Knowing he won't do anything.
Laying Down in the cold air, Legs so
by ~Alakatarie
The Black Death Entry FourEntry Four: The World of the Living DeadThe Black Death Entry Four
I am all alone now. Mumma is dead, Papa is dead, and Veli is dead. No one is left with me. I left my circle of clean and climbed the short staircase. With a big metal washbasin, the basket of fire wood and some stones in my arms I opened the hidden wall door. Climbing up a dusty set of stairs I arrived in our small attic. I don’t even know if Mumma knew I knew about this place but it had been my sanctuary for a while now.
Setting the basin in the center of the small room, I placed rocks on the bottom followed by some wood. Lighting a fire with a match from my pocket I sat in the cor
by ~Alakatarie
The Black Death Entry ThreeEntry Three: No EscapeThe Black Death Entry Three
Mumma refused to wash all the blood off. She wouldn’t clean what was left of Papa off of her body. She soon became very ill. Veli and I had made our circle of clean large enough to encompass another bench. So we sat on our benches as Mumma entered the room. She was coughing blood, similar to Papa but much worse. It wasn’t dark at first, nor flowing and bright red, but it only took a few days before she collapsed to the floor in coughing fits.
That was when the doctor found us again. It was the same compassionate man who didn’t want Veli or me to get sick. He knocked the door and when Veli said to com
by ~Alakatarie
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Own DeceptionOops.Own Deception
I dropped it.
Hm? What's that? What did I drop? Nothing special really. Yes. Nothing special. It's just a knife. A very dull knife at that. But it's still a knife, isn't it? And a knife is dangerous... a knife could hurt... a knife could kill. A knife isn't safe... no, not safe at all.
Haha. You must think that I'm in my room right now, with the door locked and the lights out, and me, poor, pitiful, pathetic little me sitting in the dark corner--- with the dull knife--- ready to kill myself. Ah, the drama; the thrill; the beauty.
Yes, beauty. I did say beauty and no, I hinted no sarcasm. Why beauty, you say?
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CompellingWhat really is compelling?Compelling
That's not the kind of word you should put in a field trip policy for schools to follow. I don't think the reasons for the three women in the communciations part of the school board not to send us to the Gator Bowl were the right reasons. No compelling reason for us to go? How about that we get to play with 2000 other kids from across the nation? Or that all of our hard work gets to show in such a well known event? It's not during school time, we're not taking the school districts money, and as far as I'm aware, we never have asked for it. We fundraise, but we give stuff back to the community, it's not
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- Current Residence: Inside your mind.
- Interests: Writing, Anime, Reading, Doodling
- Favourite movie: Lord Of The Rings, Last Samurai
- Favourite band or musician: AFI, Flogging Molly, Linkin Park, BNL, Straylight Run
- Favourite genre of music: Really depends on how the song sounds.
- Favourite artist: Moe
- Favourite poet or writer: Anne McCaffery, Terry Goodkind, Arevelian
- Favourite photographer: Gsquared
- Favourite style of art: Fractal
- Operating System: XP
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Wallpaper of choice: I love to have a band or design up.
- Favourite game: Scrabble
- Favourite gaming platform: N64
- Favourite cartoon character: Chi
- Personal Quote: "Through ignorence you find only one thing, destruction."
- Tools of the Trade: Imagination, pencil.
- Website: http://www.woodsofsilence.bravehost.com/
- Email: Lost-In-Eternity@hotmail.com
- AIM: Invisblycrying
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Forever anyone's but her own.
"But the bravest man among us is afraid of himself." ~Lord Henry Wotton, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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