Anyways, I'll keep reading everyone's works, so keep it up. You're all amazing arteests.
Love you all. Hah.


The UnspokenPeople tell me all the time.The Unspoken
Actually, I never knew if they tell me, and they don't either. They either think it, take it for granted, or just are completely oblivious to the fact they make me aware of every now and then. Is it so obvious, or am I really as intelligent as everyone assumes?
But is it why people always give me those weird looks? Do I really smile too much because of it?
You know what I mean. Not smile too much because they give me weird looks, but... oh never mind.
Yes. I pamper them. Big deal. I never thought there was a limit a guy could exceed in something like this. Why do


Mistress of my Mind and HeartTell me your secret. Teach me to return and counter To use it against you. How do you leave such an aftertaste? Torture me with daily thoughts That toothy smile always inside? Make it so that nothing around is Any good without you to run it? How did you put me in this position? I can't explode, I can't spread. I can't give what I know. What I know about you. Leave me curious of the days you trek. What it is you think of I. Left at this distance, I sit on the floor with a promise. One that holds all my life that none shall know That leaves meMistress of my Mind and Heart


A Force That Shares its DreamsI sit and I think. And I think and it branches. And it branches and I share. And I share and I inspire... and I'm inspired.A Force That Shares its Dreams
When I sit and think and share, I think another stands behind me. Another presence that seems to want... to want its biddings done. And I sit.
And I sit and I think, Maybe they want a say. Talk to me when I think. Tell me what to do based on what I think. They want me to share.
They want me to do, what I want me to do. A distant dream to maybe, Maybe inspire with what I share. Inspire all


A Dream Seen OnceMy world. I gain the rush from it, the powers that flow from it.A Dream Seen Once
To gain the right of persuasion, even to the forces of nature. Convert clouds to their tears, or the bright rays to the lunar.
Or the right to touch the sky, reach the clouds I could convert, push through their tears, or through rays of light or moon.
My world, so easily ripped from sight, and shoved back into groggy reality. Wish I could relive that dream.


Retribution It feels as if Im adding Superglue to the adhesive of a band-aid already fused to my skin. Spending all this time with him, Im strengthening a bond that will inevitably be severed. Its masochism in the deepest degree.Retribution
They say its easier to rip off a band-aid quickly, get it over it. But this band-aid has been with me for years, sitting lightly only to be gently pressed on as the years passed. The skin underneath it has been rotting, becoming infected and fragile. The adhesive has fused to the skin. Ripping it off wou
PP- Khukuri

Into the seaInto the SeaInto the sea
Feel the breeze All about Lashing my plummeting Limbs Into New substance I submerge
Grappling to escape
Incasing swells
Naught remaining within my lungs Toward his locker I sank Obstinacy rising
Thrashing once more Hopeless Enticing Sleep beckons as I become
Encased by the Abysses
Hands
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"It's like putting Megatron in a tutu and giving him the lead in Swan Lake. It just wouldn't work!" ~ Me, during a randomosity check.
私は死の使用人である
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~May the name of our mutual Muse be called "Love", for our future works and future lives, even though she does make us do all the work, by experiences or simple thought, and it will all be worth it in the end.
Sun out, eyes mourn, moon out, love born~
Arr ye after me booty, there, lad?
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~May the name of our mutual Muse be called "Love", for our future works and future lives, even though she does make us do all the work, by experiences or simple thought, and it will all be worth it in the end.
Sun out, eyes mourn, moon out, love born~
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~May the name of our mutual Muse be called "Love", for our future works and future lives, even though she does make us do all the work, by experiences or simple thought, and it will all be worth it in the end.
Sun out, eyes mourn, moon out, love born~
Surprise!!
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~May the name of our mutual Muse be called "Love", for our future works and future lives, even though she does make us do all the work, by experiences or simple thought, and it will all be worth it in the end.
Sun out, eyes mourn, moon out, love born~
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