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Friday, June 23, 2006


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  • Location- wandering through a mental labyrinth of insanity
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Hello everyone my name is Chibi Pyro Duo, just call me Duo because that name is a mouthful. I just started getting into drawing you can blame Karumichan, and I'm mostly a writer so if you have story ideas PM me.

Update

Time: 11:57
Date: 6-22-06 (in three mintues it'll be 6-23-06)
Listening to(at the begining of the post): The Wizard and I(Wicked).

Well work was very intersting today. A woman fainted at work. It was one of the customers. She started swaying a bit and said, "I'll pay for this in a minute I'm feeling a bit...." and she collapsed. About four of us crowed her, called 911 and gave her water. 15 minutes later the paramedics arrive. Lovely living in a heat zone where it gets to be 115 degress in the summer time. God I love the desert. She did have heat stroke.

Other than that I sold about 5 memberships (which is a challenge at Barnes and Noble because they cost $25 dollars for them.) I swear to high heaven and low hell that if I hear one more person say, "Well I think that bull because Borders has them for free." I'll scream. Hello does my name tag say Barnes or Noble. No I didn't think so, please leave me the f*^k alone.

I'm sad one of my good friends is quitting (he has a good reason). They are cutting all of our hours to pay for this new manager position that we don't even need. Grrr... unfortunatly he's one of my good friends brother so I have to play nice.

On a nicer note I finally found some of my "poetry." Its more like a story in a sort of messed up verse thing.

Flower:
By: Chibi Pyro Duo

The midnight hour hits Ding-Dong
rining, waking me out of bed.
I slowly oepened the door of 301 and found myself faced with images only seen in your head.

A young girl in snow white stood
a young girl with eyes all aglow.
Like the mistress of the underworld her hair, dull as coal,
Rose in an invisible second wind.

The little mistress of this cracked and sullen house attacked an angel from heaven.
The top half of her covered in blood the bottom still covered in lace.
She sat in the gate awaiting for her father to come, sos he could escape.

Excuse me, my dear friends sometimes my imagination runs away with me.
The seeds get sown and I loose track of them.
It was just two little girls, playing the ever watchful mistress and the servant.
Some water fell and my ideas began to bud.

As my imagination grows an stems the little devil rises once again.
This little Hecate who with all her might wants to fight this angel tonight.
Winter will not come and follow this talk!

Soon the petals starts to grow and so does the crack in the wall.
The crack lets molten seering magma in -the Queen of Hell is making me dizzy!
The flower shoots up and opens wide eating away at the brain inside.

It jumps out -it escapes -it festers on this demonic child before me.
It attacks but the seer sees all and pushed the angel in the way.
Her baby blues sink back in her head as she grabs some petals for her eternal bed.

I looke down at my hands and see the blood and the pain that has spilt inside of me.
Could I have done this? No the little witch Hades' daughter!
I spun around only to find that Satan's daughter was me, that evil inside of me.



AN: It was sort of based off of a picture. In Creative Writing Club we were given pictures and we were to write a story about it. People in that club were mostly into poetry so we had to try and write poetry. As you can see I suck at it. So please tell me what you think.

Listening to (at the end of the post): Light my Candle (Rent).


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