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Aiii. . . Memories LOL 
I haven't seen him in so long though >.< *sighs* Oh well. . . *huggles knees* Well I'd better go *huggles all*Newest
Finding My WayGathering light and the chains still bind To a stone the shape of "god's Love" Bleeding and torn for this terrible thing That does not look down from above. . .Finding My Way
Why follow selfishness made into flesh? Why look to a dead god on earth? When up in the sky is the full moon itself To tell us that there is something more. . .
Something more than this dreadful world Something more than this pain and grief Something more than this life, this death,
This exsistance. . . This love?
Why didn't I find her sooner than this? Perhaps I had something to learn
by ~TheLadyMavourneen
Un-Nameable fear -100th Dev.-Thinking of you again. . .Un-Nameable fear -100th Dev.-
How can I not? So far away are you. . .
And me. . . eh. . . Life goes on
But with you life would be more! Life. . . Would be worth living. . .
Life. . . Would be worth everything If only to be with you
If Only . . . to be. . . WITH you. . .
I haven't seen you . . . so long. . . so long. . .
That it now hurts to think of you. . .
Think of you in . . . her arms. . .
Jealousy. . . An unfamilar companion. . .
I revile myself for feeling it. . .
And the un-nameable is named Fear Terror. . .
by ~TheLadyMavourneen
Dariam's Journal 7Dariam’s Journal 26th of SummerDariam's Journal 7
We set out today and she pointed out the place where we could -just- see her home. I smiled, patted her metal head, oiled her metal feet. . . That’s actually quite easy for me when I’m small . . . And we headed off. . . I cannot wait to meet this. . . True. . .
by ~TheLadyMavourneen
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Ancients Lament - SacrificeMy Beloved asked me onceAncients Lament - Sacrifice
"How much do you love me?"
And I thought
I could say more then the depth of the oceans
More vast then the universe
As sure as the rising and setting of the sun
But none of it was enough
So simply I smiled
Laid a kiss upon his forehead
And told him
"One day, you will know"
Shadows beset Creation
All laid to waste
Sent to war
My Beloved left
Behind him our home
Taken
Told to speak of what was done
Told to surrender
I refused to give them his life
Crucified
by ~ScarredBeauty
Ancients Lament-Can Anyone SeeSo silent Sitting beneath the stars Full moon lit above Hearing the ocean pound against the sands Seeing the clouds move closer Lightning flashing in the distance The faint rumbling of thunder As the breeze picks up and the storm draws ever closerAncients Lament-Can Anyone See
Lifting my eyes to the sky above I feel within me this simple desire to tear the skies apart To start anew the mistakes bred on this
Once sacred ground
Bound now to mortal flesh All I can do is sit and watch as Creation destroys itself once more Blood needlessly shed upon what was once sacred lan
by ~ScarredBeauty
Things Remembered"It's not the family you are born with, it's the family you create."Things Remembered
My Great-Grandmother used to tell me that everyday, since as far back as I can remember till the time of her death when I was eight.
I never fully understood what she meant, only looked up to the little old Italian woman with the white hair and the youthful eyes, and just smile to her.
She often spoke to me of Italy, of what it was like. She told me about how men would walk through the streets with carts of food, rather then going to a store for such things.
She spoke with great reverence about the Moon and the Spirits abou
by ~ScarredBeauty
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- Current Residence: USA
- Interests: Instrumental performance, Singing, Drawing, Reading, Playing Nentendo, FRIENDS:Sam and Andy the most
- Favourite movie: Star Wars and Lord of the Rings
- Favourite band or musician: Rasputina, Aerosmith, Metalica, Tristania, and Linkin Park
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite artist: My friend, Sam! *I'm dumb I know >.<*
- Favourite poet or writer: Terry Brooks and Anne McCaffery (writers) and Walt Whitman (poet)
- Favourite photographer: My friend Gene Aka Legolas
- Favourite style of art: Uh. . . Pencil art I suppose . . .
- Operating System: No Carrier
- MP3 player of choice: You want me to go look and find out? You would!
- Shell of choice: Chonch shells are nice :)
- Wallpaper of choice: Seascapes
- Skin of choice: I like my own skin . . . well . . . Julia Roberts has nice skin too!
- Favourite game: Furcadia(PC) and Legend of Dragoon (PS1)
- Favourite gaming platform: PC and Play station 1 and 2
- Favourite cartoon character: Wile E. Coyote for Looney tunes and Scuttle for a Movie :D He's so cool!
- Personal Quote: I DON'T suffer from insanity . . . I revel in it!! *evil laugh*
- Tools of the Trade: Pencil, paper, good music, and inspiration!
- Website: http://cwolf_forest.tripod.com/
- Email: cwlf@softhome.net
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- Yahoo: willwritefantasyforfood
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Living Anarchy, Pure Anti-Socialism, Utter Chaos; Death Incarnate; Pale Sickness, Hideous Beauty; Bride of War
SEE ALSO: Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse
Absence of Pain is an Illusion: Let Me Show You Reality
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We are the Movers and Shakers,
Of the World, Forever, it seems.
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