Tuesday, January 10, 2006

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Mood: Depressed and Pissy again I will get over it Song: I'm just a kid I get the feeling one of my close friends is avoiding me... I know I am probably just imagening things. So just don't worry about it. Everyone has a scar, few have one that hunts them from there past. Well before I get all pissy again I might as well get off topic before I go crazy. Cons I am going to this year: ~Ushicon ~ShioKazeKon ~Shimakon ~O-chibicon ~Afest ~Oni-con ~AggieCon ~LinuCon Well yeah... I am going to buy my ShioKazeKon and Shimakon badge in a few days, then I am gonna buy my aggiecon badge. I am gonna get paid tomorrow.. 2/3 of it goes to Ushicon the rest for Zappacon... I should be getting paided once more before Ushicon... -hopes- It's almost a full moon so remember this ^-^ I bored and being close to the full moon my wolf is coming out a bit more. And that was my final picture of the day. Well I can't seem to shake a single felling from me. I am starting to relize I really miss my first friend. I guess you can never shake your first true friendship. I wish I could find her and talk to her, just once more. If that could happen then I could... nevermind... ~final day ~TK I look to the sky, a single star against the fading sun, A shimmer in the coming darkness, A glimmer of hope for those of night, clouds pull in, surrounding the star. Last one in the sky it be, as the night appers, a shadow of the day, Just a lone star, Buring against the dark. A single golden eye, it stands against pelt of black, that is a lone spirit, a spirit of a lone wolf, one that has long since spent it's life. Crimson spatters the ghost under feet, Drops of it falls like a crimson rain, a mistake some makes about a lone, a deadly flower against the falling ghost, A shadow, still against the ghost underfoot. Dark shadow against the falling ghost, Single golden eye closes, the clouds cover the single last star, the shadow and the star, linked as one, The ghost covers the shadows as if it was never there. The shadow was the last of it's kind, the star, gone from this world, the shadow was gone as well from this world, together they were one, together they are gone, Both last of there kinds now both gone for good. If you couldn't tell by the poem it is about the last wolf on earth, dying as the last snow falls and last star fades. After the poem ends the world is distroyed and dissappers from the mind. -TK

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