Devious Journal Entryonce strong, now weak and pitiful.
giving up instead of fighting this time.
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Last ThoughtsThe streets may be cold and hard, but at least theyLast Thoughts
are silent and hold no judgement.
Raised by you, you told me to be tough, to be strong,
here on these streets that isnt enough...survive here,
you have to be lifeless.
For committence of the crimes I drew upon myself to
feel anything would mean eternal torment.
The world through hate burned eyes scorned by many
a year causes all to become distasteful in the beholders eyes.
Gaping holes lie beneath scar tissue, down into the
farthest depths they plunge.
Craddled by thorns, a dying heart
by ~firetoash
ThoughtsThe feeling I get when I think of all the time I wasted with you, is so digusting.Thoughts
The thought of your face,your voice, send a chill down my spine.
I become uneasy at the mention of your name.
My temper starts to flare at the very thought of you.
You are a disturbing thought none the less.
There is nothing I can do to purge my mind of the memories. Though I try.
Squeamish am I now, just writting about you.
You wasted my time, you wasted my love, just so you know, you never occupied my tho
by ~firetoash
by ~firetoash
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The Guarded GateIt is saddening to see, All the sorrow that is around me. No one knows where to turn, And the pain makes my stomach churn.The Guarded Gate
When will they stop yelling? When will they resist the Scorpion's sting? I can only watch and wait As they approach the guarded gate.
"What do you seek?" I always ask, Because they must approach with the right task. If they seek the King I let them in, For He desires all to return to Him.
If only to escape, they fail their test, And they are to remain out there with the rest. All their sadness, it pains me so, Se
by *Hikarou
Blue TreeThere is a tree in the meadow Of blue, red, white, and yellow. It stands taller than a man, And wider than my hand.Blue Tree
I do not know how it grew, Or even how its leaves are blue. To me, it really seems, Like it belongs in child-like dreams.
Upon this tree there is a fruit That is guarded by a yellow brute, And once did man attempt to eat That fruit so plump, so sweet.
Now I sit, wondering still,
As I gaze upon the stars until My Friend comes to carry me Away, away, from that blue tree.
by *Hikarou
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Devious Info
- Interests: Reading, writing, photography, sports.
- Favourite genre of music: Hard core, emo.
- Favourite artist: Micheal Angalo, Da Vinci
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, Anne Rice.
- Operating System: Widows XP
- Personal Quote: Can't kill whats already dead.
- Tools of the Trade: My pen or pencil, my broken heart, rage, pain, and now love/passion(cuz of my bf)
- AIM: Ash
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