Thursday, February 23, 2006

I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ... after about a year lol
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Thursday, June 2, 2005

one more
The one that has won is the one with the Grim Reaper. I do however have one more for it to go up against so if you all will vote again plese it would help me out greatly. Thank you all for reading and voting!
-Me!
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Blood Tears the Moon Cries
The prison was dark: not normal dark such as the darkness in a child’s room at night, but sheer ebony blackness. The death shadow had been swirling around for the kill in the small walled prison for what it felt like forever which on one hand was most likely more accurate than any other number that could be given.
Throughout the whole sentence the walls had not moved. They stayed the same. Scarily enough, the tight prison was made of strong caked clay, that had hardened over the centuries into what felt like metal but was actually hard rock.
The pit-like-cave had been more of a square when the damned man was dropped inside its walls to remain for all eternity. But over the long years, to the man, the cave looked like it was shrinking in upon him. Even though this was only an ill delusion brought on by madness, he insisted on banging the walls in to try and expand them back out. This, sadly, only heightened his insanity.
The only one he had ever been in contact with was himself. To a more logical person they would find this rather odd but not to one who has been trapped for eternity after eternity so thus he saw nothing wrong with communicating with this new person who knew all his thoughts that he himself could not remember, there by giving him something to do instead of growing even more mad to begin with. But again, sadly, the voice within his head, which he had opened his arms so pleasingly to, at first, back fired. It or he did not enjoy being given orders or even in the fact of giving him information within the unconscious state of mind to lower his insanity, as he only wanted to make it higher to begin with. This, puzzled the man. For he never did understand how one from his own being could be so stubborn. Had he been like this before? Is this voice trying to tell him something he had forgotten from since a long time ago?
The pugnacious voice made him weep and beg yet he continued to speak to it when he was not feeling up to challenging him. In turn he had hopped that one day the voice would slip up. Slip up and give him the one thing he craved most with all of his being, with all of his lifeless and motionless being, the being that had not moved in millions of years. Information.
He craved it, he needed it but he held strongly. He could not allow the hindsight voice to know his incredible hunger for knowledge of his past. Instead he kept the topics of conversation simple, like one would speak of on a rainy day, or a tea party. Though he did not know much, the conversations were slim and rather short when they did occur, and occur they did on a good day. But most there was silence within the MAN’s crypt. Silence, other than the voice taunting his own being and breaking him down limb by limb, but he held strongly. Like he always did, unknowing of what would come in the future, but he was indeed sure that his prison walls would keep him inside forever.
The man was so “dumb” about his own knowledge he had forgotten his own name, his birthright. This, as baffling as it seemed it was concluded by him that if one does not hear their name for along enough time, then one no longer had a name. Was it the same with a voice? He had not tired.
Years later, after the voice had come and gone away, like it usually did, the cave began to get warmer. Gradually at first then it grew faster, sweeping over the crypt like a scorching hot summer in a desert wasteland, but he bore it. That was, all he could have done.
Animals never came by anymore. They knew better than to trace past this starved beast. This beast who didn’t have a face, for its dark hair was too mattering and long to see, or the torn and crippled, anorexic body where one would instantly mistake this fallen creature for being a deathly pale and sick woman if he did not have the proper equipment to show himself off, If only, he had someone to.
But companionship was one thing he could not have. One thing for sure he would have jumped and drained them within heartbeat, he decided. And two, well who would ever find a place like this and if it even was possible, which it wasn’t, who would want him? Who would want to love him and make love to him? Not a damn person with himself looking like this, though perhaps he did not look that bad. There were no mirrors within this hot hell hole so he could not tell. But one thing was for certain, the boney and pastry white wrist in his lap, was his.
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Monday, March 28, 2005

thank you all very much for visteting my site. I'm doing a little poll on who likes to read basically. So if you could just skim through the snips of stories I have written and either tell me in my guestbook or in a comment and I promise (as I said above) that I'll post what I write every week.
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The Grim Reaper frowned as the vampire vanished within his rolling black fog. He glanced down at the dead girl without a pity in his black heart. The snear on his face was obviously impossible to hide even with the cloak hood over his face.
Laura didn't move at all, she only lied on the ground drained. Even when the Reaper kneeled next to her and stroked her hair gently.
"You know," he said in a voice that would remind one of dry leaves across a sidewalk. "Why he would waste his time on thee is beyond me... though thee is beautiful thee is a burden upon any mans' heart and thine eyes." He said lightly and continued to stroke the dead girls' chestnut locks. "For his own sake, I hope he fails..."

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Sunday, March 27, 2005

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Dance the night away by karchan85
Name
What you Look like
The Music	J-Rock
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What Does Your Guardian Angel Look Like::guys and girls:: by angel_drifter
Name/Username:
Age:
Favorite Colors:
What Your Angel Looks Like:
Why Has Your Angel Been Guarding You:	they dont want to see you get hurt
How Long Have You Been Guarded(years):	4
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Independence

Your angel seeks for freedom.
Your angel is part of you. Thus, you are the
kind of person who values your indepence than
most things in this world. Don't get angry if
I'm wrong, but you may be a pained person.
Problems in your life have caused you to be
depressed, or, shall we say, greatly saddened.
You may have lost hope many times, but you
still manage to keep your independence. You
don't listen to anyone but yourself. People may
look at you in a "different" way, but
inside, you want all the pain to stop, but you
have a hard time expressing it. I wish you
well!

Please Rate and Message!


What's Your Angel Seeking For? .:BEAUTIFUL Anime Pics AND Music!:.
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if your personality was what you look like what would your quote be? by ryuuichi
name
gender
age
your quote is:
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Dark angel. How are you an angel? Dark, demonic
even. Very risky, and live life for what its
worth. Yet, I wholeheartedly follow your
motto....you only live once...


What Element Angel Are You?
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In your eyes, people see shards of ice
everywhere... You are cold and distant, pushing
away people that love you and truely care for
you! You want to be able to reach out and love
them but... You can't for some reason... You're
just too.... You :P Underneath that cold
exterior lies a warm, happy soul that wants to
let loose and have fun! Your sanctuary would
probably be anywhere up high where you can look
down on life below you, like the roof of an
apartment building... Your eyes resemble a
saddened, crestfallen person seeking out
attention, but doesn't know how to handle it.
However, you do find comfort from your friends,
they're always there for you, and they know the
REAL you :) Even though you do seem rather
cold, you can be very protective over something
you truely believe in or love. Let go of that
"tough" rep and just be you! It's
impossible to live life without some fun and
love ^-^


What Lies Behind Your Eyes?
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The Goddess of Flora and Sadness. You are a natural
dreamer. Always loyal and tranquil, you can
make anyone feel safe and you are exceptionally
thoughtful. You are a delicate beauty.


Which gorgeous goddess are you? For girls! (breath taking pics!)
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You are the warrior anime girl.You are the type
that can start a fight and win.You are very
strong and can beat anyone up (but just don't
^_~) and some people can be afraid of you but
alot of people admire your strength and want to
be just like you well the people that want to
fight.You can defend yourself very easily and
can probably handle some kind of weapon.You
have a short temper(like me)and get angry
easily but you can be really nice at times
^_^and once a fighter always a fighter.


If You Were An Anime Character What Would You Look Like?(Girls Only)
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the sad teen. Everything in life is f*ckin'
miserable. You constantly look over your
shoulder and wonder who is judging you...even
when you are alone. So naturally, you have
become a little paranoid and pessamistic. Your
personality can be one demensional but
confusing. You are constantly bored with life
and wish that something could spice it up. You
have a unique view on life and have identified
the problems with school society (Ex...what
makes popular people, how the student mind
works...) You would rather be alone because you
hate being hurt. You tend to think that no one
understands you, not even your parents /
guardians / friends. But that is just the
opposite! The people who love you want to
help, but they don't know how because they have
a feeling that they will say something wrong
and turn you away. You have to let them know
that you are willing to hear what they have to
say...and it might do some good to listen to
them.

Some fields you might consider going
in when you are older...Judge, author,
songwriter, producer, therapist, psychologist,
philosopher, or forensic scientist. You need a
job where you can express yourself and your
views on life. Or you need a field where you
can judge others and predict what is going on
in others life. Either way... you have the
personality to get you a good job that will
support you throughout life.


What type of teenager are you?
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Beer


?? Which Alcoholic Drink Are You ??
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Gravity of Love
"O Fortuna
velut Luna"

("O Fortune
like the Moon")

Turn around and smell what you don't see
Close your eyes ... it is so clear
Here's the mirror, behind there is a screen
On both ways you can get in

Don't think twice before you listen to your heart
Follow the trace for a new start

What you need and everything you'll feel
Is jsut a question of the deal
In the eye of storm you'll see a onely dove
The experience of survival is the key
To the gravity of love

"O Fortuna
velut Luna"

("O Fortune
like the Moon")

--------Whispers---------
Woman :
The path of excess leads to
The tower of Wisdom

Man :
The path of excess leads to
The tower of Wisdom
---------Whispers----------

Try to think about it ...
That's the chance to live your life and discover
What it is, what's the gravity of love

"O Fortuna
velut Luna"
("O Fortune
like the Moon")

Look around just people, can you hear their voice
Find the one who'll guide you to the limits of your choice

But if you're in the eye of storm
Just think of the lonely dove
The experience of survival is the key
To the gravity of love.

"O Fortuna
velut Luna"

("O Fortune
like the Moon")

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Kokoro de Mitsumeteru
One of my most favorite Japanese songs. (Dirty Pair Flash)
Tobenai sora wo tada miagete
1. Mienai ashita wo sagasu
Anata no ude de yume wo miteta
Watashi nari ni ai ni kotaeta

Kasuka na mune wo itami dake
Anata no nokoshite ai no akashi

Mienai chikara ga futari tsunagi awaseteru
Kokoro ga kanjiru oh yea! oh yea! oh yea!
Mirai no anata ni toki wo koete oshietai
Watashi wo kanjite oh yea! oh yea!
Kokoro no hitomi de

Mirai no DOA wo akeru kagi wa
Daiji ni nigiri shimeteru
Yuuhi ni somaru sono yukogawo
Anata rashiku yume wo sagashita

Sayonara ienai futari no
Tsunai da yubi ga fui ni umareta

Mienai tsubasa de sora etakaku maiagare
Mugen no ashita he oh yea! oh yea! oh yea!
Kokoro to karada de tsuyoku ai wo tsukaetai
Anata wo mitsumeru oh yea! oh yea!
Kokoro no hitomi de

Mienai chikara ga futari tsunagi awaseteru
Kokoro ga kanjiru oh yea! oh yea! oh yea!
Mirai no anata ni toki wo koete oshietai
Watashi wo kanjite oh yea! oh yea!
Kokoro no hitomi de

Mienai tsubasa de sora etakaku maiagare
Mugen no ashita he oh yea! oh yea! oh yea!
Kokoro to karada de tsuyoku ai wo tsukaetai
Anata wo mitsumeru oh yea! oh yea!
Kokoro no hitomi de
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Title: Moonlight Shadow
The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow

Lost in a riddle that saturday night
Far away on the other side
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn’t find how to push through

The trees that whisper in the evening
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving
Carried away by a moonlight shadow

All she saw was the silhouette of a gun
Far away on the other side
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn’t find how to push through

I say, I pray
See you in heaven far away
I say, I pray
See you in heaven one day

Four am in the morning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watched your vision formingCarried away by a moonlight shadow

Stardust glowing in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
Will you come to talk to me this night
And she couldn’t find how to push through

I say, I pray
See you in heaven far away
I say, I pray
See you in heaven one day

Caught in the middle of a hundred and five
Ooh, ooh, ooh
The night was heavy and the air was alive
But she couldn’t find how to push through

Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Carried away by a moonlight shadow

Lost in a riddle that saturday night
Far away on the other side
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn’t find how to push through

Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Carried away by a moonlight shadow

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Cradle of Filth - Nymphetamine Lyrics
Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A ‘V’ of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain....
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolors all with tunnel vision
Sun setter
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
None better...
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine Girl

Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine

My Nymphetamine Girl

Wicked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...

Fold to my arms
Hold their message away
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the bind of your Holiness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolors all with tunnel vision
Sun setter
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
None better...
Nymphetamine

Sun setter
Nymphetamine

(Nymphetamine)

None better…
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine Girl

Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine

My Nymphetamine Girl……
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The Chariot! The card of troubles, triumph and
riot.


..:What's your personal Tarot Card?:.. ( Anime Pictures )
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dark cat. You are a dark cat! You love the color
black and are quite mysterious. You can be
moody and are often quite mean and sarcastic.
Pranks are one of the things you do best!
Sometimes you can be just plain evil! Keep up
the good work!


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yay new story lines
finally I've got some good ideas after how long? -_-; I'm almost ashamed that I haven't written this long. The small little skit above you most likely read on my front page (and if you didn't read it shame on you)is part of a new story plot of mine. Perhaps one day I might post... then perhaps not as I don't like to unleash my stories over the net or even share them since they get stolen. but if you are interested in reading them email or im me (I'm always on) and I'll be happy to let you read it. well I need to get back to writing. I'm still more behind than I want to be
ta
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Thursday, October 28, 2004

   day in my life... how depressing...
Every night I sit & cry,
wondering why I'd rather die.
I don't know why I feel this way inside,
I always say it's just my mind.
I can't stand all this pain,
it feels like pouring rain.
Most people say I need help,
but it makes me feel like I'm in hell.
When I look at the razorblade,
I think......look at all the scars I made.
I wonder if the pain will ever end,
But the thoughts in my head wont go away.
Suicide was once a choice for my life,
I choose to roll that dice.
When I choose to stop that dice,
it was to late for my life.
Suicide is now a part of my life,
it is an addiction that won't go away.
This pain cuts deep in to my heart,
I always feel like I'm alone in the dark.
I feel that no one cares if I decay away,
when my boo's helping me every step of the way.
I fooled with the devil,
and sold my life away,
and now I have to pay.


Written by: XSykoSidX@aol.com

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