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• Kellz

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• 7th grade
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• Hellsing, Death Note, FMA and Yu-gi-oh!. And perhaps Gravitation X]
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• world's greatest violinist of all time, master conductor/compser, concert pianist and music major are my main ones.
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Sunday, August 6, 2006

Hey every1
I went to otakon in baltimore today and yesterday. It was freakin AWESOME! Got me some new manga and a FMA wall scroll. My older bro and I did a lot, but my fave was the FMA movie-Conquerer of Shambala and the Hellsing ultimate premiere. I'd never seen Hellsing before but it was so cool! I recomend to all who like action, blood, vampires, and funny characters (sorta). And as for the FMA movie, you really should see the end of the series before you watch the movie. Well, C'ya!
<3MR~~
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Friday, August 4, 2006

Hey, everyone.
Today I was a little depressed. I performed in the final concert after camp, and even though I practiced every day, I still freakin messed up. I was so upset, I started cutting myself. But don't worry, I'm not trying to kill myself, just easing my sorrow. And I feel much better! Well, C'ya!
<3MR~~
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Tuesday, August 1, 2006

You like, I like.
You like the sun.
I like the moon.
You love the light.
I love the dark.
You try to runaway from your fears.
I try to face them clear.
You don't like to suffer, you'd rather just die.
I don't care to suffer, and I'd rather survive.
You love to be with people.
I love to be alone.
When you love someone, without them you feel lost.
When I meet mt death, I'll still think love is a lost cause.
You love to love, you hate to hate, and you stay this way until you die.
I don't love nor hate, for apathy's my fate, even after I'm put in my grave.
You are whatever you are.
I am neutral.
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If you agree with some of the "I" parts, then I guess you're just a little apathetic. But if you agree to ALL the "I" parts, then you are a neutral, just like me. C'ya!!
<3MR~~
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Thursday, July 27, 2006

RainClouds
Birds descend from the highness of their altitude.
Leaves start to panic on the swaying branches of trees.
Warning sways.
Signaling the incoming of the rain.
Heavy grey clouds cover the weakening sun.
Winds pick up on a faster rate.
Cold drops of water suddenly fall on my back.
And then,
The heavens open.
And the rain comes pouring down.
No one is alive, all seems dead.
All is left is the trees, worried by the mystifying rain and its rage.
Thunder starts to shake the skys,
Lightening splits everything to two,
While the rain replenishes the earth.
When a little is enough, and a lot isn't enough,
The rain stops, and the clouds fade away, as the sun gains the strength to come back and shine.
And all is alive again.
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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Sister
Please lend me a hand, for I am at a lost.
I tried to retrieve someone, but my soul had to pay the cost.
And now I'm in a timeless vortex, just floating in this abyss.
I don't know what to do, oh please, help me , Sis.
Sis, my dear sweet sister, where could you possibly be?
I really greatly need you, you said you'd always be there for me.
But not now, I see, for I was a fool.
Thinking that I could bring you back, the idea seemed so cruel.
As gullible as I was, I played right into the devil's hand.
I will no longer see my family and so-called friends.
But I don't really care, for they were waiting for my life to end.
But Sis, I loved you alot, for you didn't care who I was.
And now I will never see you again, all thanks to this stupid cost.
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Monday, July 24, 2006

Love is illogical
Love isn't something that you can comprehend.
It is the very glue that bounds you to your family and friends.
Or who you would protect, would die for, would make sure that person was happy.
But that's moreover caring, rather than loving.
But when a person feels that they must have another,
It's NOT love.
Attachment. Forcing your will upon another.
But when a person feels that they must be with another,
It's NOT love.
Envy. Wanting to be with another just to fit in.
But when a person feels that they must please another,
It's NOT love.
Lust and Selfishness. Taking another to bed just to fufill your desires.
The bitter cold truth is that now, pure love is almost non-existent.
And if you were to truly love an opposite,
Then you would be willing to wait,
and wait,
and wait, for all eternity, if must.
But the truth stands loud:
Love is illogical.

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Sunday, July 23, 2006

Mood: Sadness/Depression
You have no feelings of joy when you're sad.
Nor do you feel rage, hatred, or anger.
Your closest friends may not know of this depression.
Because you don't want to burden them with your tears.
Other people trapped in this dark cloud of greyness,
Will put on a wall of stoic exterior.
But just like meat, under all their roughness,
Silently and tenderly beats a heart filled with grief.
Some people tend to express their emotions,
And if they're lucky enough, they can be cured.
By someone who carries a heart of pure gold.
But those who are never cured at all,
Are the cryptic ones who live in solitude,
For the rest of their lives...
Until they and it all.
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Saturday, July 22, 2006

Moonlit Path (part 2)
A gentle wind caresses the flowers,
And mixes with the musky fragrance around them.
The grasses sway in unison, with the tree's leaves dancing in the wind.
Everything is brightened, in which the moon has lightened.
There is no need to be frightened.
The dark blue seas above us are deep.
But the moon stands very proud and steep.
And what this king has truly praised,
Is the midnight sky and the stars that adorn it.
Truthfully, a scenery, a memory to be saved.
But all magnificent moments must end.
And the moon has used up all the time he could spend.
So the great ruler, gracefully but humbly takes his exit.
And the flowers' gleam fades, and the trees slow their sways.
The grass becomes still and silent, the stars return to where they were reliant.
Everything is quiet.
Let this be the memory of a stroll down a moonlit path.
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Friday, July 21, 2006

Moonlit Path (part 1)
To take a stroll down a moonlit path,
There is no timing to it.
You must be there right before it happens,
Or you will surely miss it.
In the middle of the night, when the skys are dark,
You can hardly see a thing.
The grasses have darkened, the owls sweep the night,
And the last of the crickets sing.
But all else is quiet, solemn, and sleek.
No one makes any noise, not even a peek.
But when the stars start to appear, the assupmtion is so clear,
That the king of the night skys has returned.
And the plants know this well, so their flowers chime so well.
Their petals began to glow, with the luminous scented flow,
That the moon, their king, has inflicted upon them.
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Thursday, July 20, 2006

   Poetry.
From now on, I'm goin to try and post a poem, from the many poems I write, every other day. Some will be glad, others will be sad. Some will be soothing, and some will be painful. Whatever the mood, when I post them, please comment on how I did. C'ya!!
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