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The Puppet TurnsDo you suppose the prose detests us? The way it dances and sings Us, puppeteers, it's masters Built up out of silver and things.The Puppet Turns
Perhaps the rhyme is lined With the twist of blade never smote Maybe we should have held caution With words that we never wrote.
On twigs and rigs and branches On fire with livened delight Yet those know of the famous pied piper The children led off in the night.
I think to wink and to razzle The words, and to poke fun Seems like a tempting adventure But- it could also become the last one.
by ~Auroralune
LunaThe sky is weeping. I feel the tear drops stain my arms, my legs Running down in rivulets across my features Etched into my skin Searing.Luna
The moon has left us And we are forever left in the darkness she once lit Never again to feel her love, her light Where she once shone Scarred.
And perhaps we are to blame Who else gave us such love, when we showed so little In return for her heart she gave us all We gave her nothing but Misery.
Ithillwhen, our moon And her daughter left behind to haunt the earth We wi
by ~Auroralune
Black RoseFor the roses of red I dread in my garden Alas, you are dead, and with no special pardon But to the black satin petals And the shivering stem Ah, but to me You are the true gem.Black Rose
by ~Auroralune
Making Strength Out Of SawdustNo one is nothing Unless they are jsut something But where's the structure? ~Making Strength Out Of Sawdust
You can't build without Bones. Where is the sense in that? No Bones? Go make some. ~
Count all your blessings Eventually they'll break Learn to fix them now. ~
Old age is glaring So glare right back at it. It didn't make you. ~
The wo
by ~Auroralune
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| I'm strange, mildly insane, a possible hazard to your health if in the presscence of a knife *mini yay* or rifle, and also kind, polite, and a skittle fanatic. my life sucks and i pride myself on my abnormal love of reading, writing, drawing, and singing. NO you will never hear me sing, my bf has a hard enough time getting me to. I'm usually easily sidetracked and can get entertained by the most ironic of things, and i have a talent for cutting off mid sentence- OOOOO SHINY!!!!!!!!!! *lunge* my shiny fork, grrr XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XX [link] [link] [link] [link] just some my fav songs ^.^ and no it's still my fork, you can't have >.> update: look up this son g cuz i feel lazy. tis AWESOME O.O "Miss Murder"~Afi |
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- Current Residence: ny
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: medium
- Print preference: ?
- Interests: Writing, drawing, poetry
- Favourite movie: The Tenth Kingdom
- Favourite band or musician: Once Upon a December from the Anastasia movie
- Favourite genre of music: meaningful but dark
- Favourite artist: Selina Fenech
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
- Favourite photographer: none
- Favourite style of art: Impressionist
- Operating System: none
- MP3 player of choice: none
- Shell of choice: none
- Wallpaper of choice: ?
- Favourite gaming platform: none
- Personal Quote: those with less have room for more..
- Tools of the Trade: pencial, paper*shrugs*
- Email: selinaxBCx@yahoo.com
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i keep my heart in a drawstring pouch.
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From the fires to the waves, Many fall into their graves. In the breath of the morning's cry, It's only the heartless that truly die.
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From the fires to the waves, Many fall into their graves. In the breath of the morning's cry, It's only the heartless that truly die.
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From the fires to the waves, Many fall into their graves. In the breath of the morning's cry, It's only the heartless that truly die.
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Dude. i havent taked to you in a month. I miss you. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much. how was christmas? and new years? hows life. gah. talk to mee soon
Loveeeeee
Jordyn, ♥
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Its wrapped around my heart, trying to break free only cause the grip to get tighter. Eventually it will get so tight i will be broken and somewhat free.....
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From the fires to the waves, Many fall into their graves. In the breath of the morning's cry, It's only the heartless that truly die.
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much! ughh im sorry like we dont talk much nemore ASGHH
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Its wrapped around my heart, trying to break free only cause the grip to get tighter. Eventually it will get so tight i will be broken and somewhat free.....
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From the fires to the waves, Many fall into their graves. In the breath of the morning's cry, It's only the heartless that truly die.
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