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Birthday
1983-09-23
Gender
Female
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Denver, Co
Member Since
2004-11-16
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Anime Painter * Binery at Print Press
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Lewna Tsuki
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Numerology, Fluent Spanish, Some Kendo and Iai-Do!!
Anime Fan Since
Years and Years ago...
Favorite Anime
Rurouni Kenshin, Inuyasha, Full Metal Panic, Rahxephon, Escaflowne, Pretear, Revolutionary Girl Utena, & Ah! My Goddess
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Publish my own anime series!
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Painting, Drawing, Writing, Singing, Reading,
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Poetry, Pencil Art, Character Art, Anime Art!
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Tuesday, March 15, 2005
It's Raining, It's Pouring, Kyo and Yuki are Arguing......
Whee! I just made this new background and posted it here. It might take a moment to load, but I don't think it would take any longer than usual. Not unless the page loads something else in front of it. Anyways,isn't it cool how the rain falls!?!?! Man it took me like two hours to make it. I'm trying to make one with leaves falling behind Tohru. Actually I already made it, but for some stupid reason when I publish the gif the leaves won't move. Even when it does it in the flash movie. ERRRAAHHHH!!!! It frustrates me! I can't figure out why it did it with the raining one and not this one! ERRRAHHHHHH!
Anyways, feeling too lazy to upload a pic to the server, so I'm gonna post a poem here to match instead.
I also made some Fruits Baskets wallpapers and uploaded them to myO. I have never made wallpapers before, so you guys should check them out at the link at the bottom and tell me what you think. I also have some other ones that I will post on my site here in a couple of days. Hope you like the poem and wallpapers! Ja mata!
The Storm
The storm draws near and I tremble inside,
So many memories the clouds bring with it.
Faster than the lighting strikes the ground,
Does my body begin to quiver from sorrow.
The raindrops beckon my tormented heart,
To cry the pain that it holds within.
They tell it to release what has been hidden,
That they will cover the tears that fall.
But a smile forms to the corners of my face,
For I cannot let surface what lies underneath.
Fear of remembering all that has been done,
Keeps this wanting of freedom within it's arms.
How does one face the pain of a wounded soul?
I have ran away from it for so long.
How does one forget the cries of a tortured heart?
I'd rather ignore the storm.
I wrote that one a really long time ago. Kinda sad, ne?
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