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Birthday 1988-09-16 Location Inthemiddleofhell, USA Member Since 2005-11-02 Occupation Student Real Name Alyce
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Achievements I've published several poems under my real name and under various pseudonyms. Anime Fan Since I don't remember when, always I guess. Favorite Anime Hellsing and Angel Sanctuary Goals To graduate and get married Hobbies Drawing, writing, reading and being so cool... Talents Drawing and writing and have a good time.
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Boycott freakin' Windows!!!!!
Everyone needs to boycott windows unless it is for a special purpose. (Like schools. They're cheap bastards and don't really care about the "equipment" the students use. Case in point this damn windows I'm using!!! grr...)
BOYCOTT WINDOWS XPEE WHEN YOU CAN!!! (Xpee play on words hahahahahaha!) Comments (0) |
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In the darkest part
Sometimes I guess you find yourself in a place between what is cold trembling anger and sadness becuase you realize that allt he transgressions of your life, whether perpatrated by you or another do not matter. Sin is the greatest pain of living I think. I mean I know what deep sin is. I seduced the boy to my house, I trusted him too willingly and then he took what I had sort of promised really without my consent. I want to say I am sorry for holding a grudge and getting him hurt. I'm also so sorry that I had to loose the precious gift of virginity in such a way. *bows head gracefully* Thank you, loyal fans. Comments (0) |
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Tuesday, November 8, 2005
At mid-night
At mid-night,
I hear the baying call
of the wolf
And it brings me back
To my decadent heart
And Gothic spirit
At mid-night,
I feel the bite of the Vampire
And I tremble,
Falling into sensual release
Remembering summer blue eyes...
When the ghost call
Phantoms of a battle- scarred
Soul
Return
I am made aware
Of my own mortality...
Demon's Embrace
I freeze in your arms
Afraid yet tantilazed by your
Sweet scent
I hang on to the feeling
Of dizzy bliss
Trembling on the tips of your
Fingers
And your lips
It moves me to a place,
Dark and Baron
Unoccupied by love's
Touch
And time's sweet embrace
I feel as if time
Stands still
When my world stops
For you
I begin to cry inside
Becuase God is so cruel
To grant me love
In a demon's embrace Comments (0) |
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Monday, November 7, 2005
The Secert Place
A cool wind stired my hair. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the story for an instant. My fingers found the rough stone of the building's wall. The story shattered into the full moon above me and the cold darkness surrounding me. "What the hell." I muttered, pressing my whole body against the cold brick. I felt the world tumble around me and replace itself with a warm spring afternoon. The sun shined down against my cheek. I walked in through the main entrance and looked up and down the dimly lit hall. Coughing echoed up and down the hallways and I narrowed my eyes intrigued. Quietly I proceded to the end room, a hospital bed sat in one corner and a black board in the other. The windows stood wide open, allowing a flood of warm sunshine and cool air to flitter through the strange, hosptal classroom. A loud thump caught my attention and I turned, panicked for a moment. My heart raced as I watched a little girl fall to the floor, a foot or so in front of the hospital bed. Her breath wheezed out of her in short, uncertain burst. I reached out to touch her and I felt the chill of her body as she died. Tears began to run down my cheeks and I was suddenly aware, death lives in these walls.
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11-08-05
"Death lives here." Micah stared at me with wide, amber eyes.
"What do you mean?"
I shrugged off the feel of her cold clammy skin and looked into his eyes with a strength I didn't know I poessed.
"An epidemic was raging through Amarillo, sometime in the past and people died, by the droves in this school. It was converted to a hospital. Close your eyes! Can't you see it? Can't you."
He gently pulled my hand back from the door of the building and shook his head.
"An epidemic? The school turned into a hospital. That was hundred of years ago. How did you know that? What can you see??" Comments (0) |
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