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Birthday
• 1991-01-05
Gender
• Female
Location
• throughout the vast infosphere network
Member Since
• 2004-05-05
Occupation
• metal collecter
Real Name
• Nazo or what most of my friends call me...Dracula..

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Achievements
• pulling myself apart for others, achieving peace with myself
Anime Fan Since
• 5, ( sailormoon 1st aired)
Favorite Anime
• descendents of darkness, tsubasa,chrono crusade, FMA, rurouni kenshin,fruits basket,naruto,trigun, full moon,aria,ghost in the shell, clamp works, and others
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• collect even more manga, and rid the world of my misfortunate cousin
Hobbies
• reading, collecting manga, sometimes writing poems, and collecting pieces of metal.
Talents
• expressing emotion in the ocassional poem, and serious devotion and loyalty




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Saturday, December 17, 2005

screen behind the mirror
Reading your reflection in the wall
feeling trying to convy the incrypted messages of those texts
twisted contours of pain
sketch every movement on the mirror
a world of polar opposition

open the gateway between you and me
anxiety for living is a test of untainted will
I would do anything to see you smile
hoping for a way out of this mess of a life
in realization, there is no hope for a tainted mortal

Break the mirror, shatter the glass of illusion
pick up the pieces with your bare hands
scatter them `round.
bleed forth in color
because what you will see is the screen behind the mirror

patterned blaze screen holding wonder in thy hands
curiosity asks to be pulled back
this reality is unlike the dream of the mirror
lulling thee slowly to sleep, with foriegn song

so few moments kept in heart
identity some how broken
can`t seem to wish for your smile
conciousness fading, to hazy ro react
solemn night, without warming night

symbolism between the screen behind the mirror
can you find it?
can you see? what truly matters to thee?

screen behind the mirror
faith lies in thy wake
freedom from obligation and need
a world of black and grey in my grasp
too beautiful to put into words
do you see my foundation through this blindold?

screen behind the mirror
this is geometrical truth
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