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Literature
Anguish
I medicate; another pill, another 10 mil.
Every cluster of atoms I am made of is falling apart;
They are gravitating away from my center to something bigger.
They mock me as I decay slowly, inches of my skin shedding.
I medicate; another pair of pills, another 20 mil.
Air against my harsh skin like tics on a carcass;
Desperate to suck any remains of energy out.
Senses burning with disgust repel the earth.
I medicate; another couple of pills, another 30 mil.
Muscles stretch, unable to escape from flesh underserving.
Blood cells taunt their mistaken captor with movement.
Breaking down faster than they can revive
I medicate; another handful of pills, another 40 mil.
My skull pulsates, ripples and throbs under my skin.
The unforgiving bone itself thuds harsh against me.
Straining with the incomprehensible thought of continuation.
I medicate; another bottle of pills, another 100 mil.
Quickly draining what would have drained I fall.
I spiral in time with the slowing beat of my heart;
Peace w
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Literature
Thought from places: The Stratosphere.
Watching the last droplets of sun retreat behind the safety of the horizon.
The colour spectrum reducing to navy black, viewing the world through an earthquake, through the mist.
Ears enveloped by the thoughts of a blind prophet.
A body filled with compressed air and hundreds of independent thoughts.
The images in minds are cleared when there is nothing to be seen.
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Literature
A house, a home
This house has eyes;
It sees everything that happens inside.
These walls have ears;
They hear every word, whisper and scream.
Those reflections have memories;
Which never forget a single thing they capture.
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Literature
A Musicians Seduction
Falling asleep to your voice,
Soft murmurs slicing through
The dark like throwing knives,
Each syllable breaks heavy
Silence.
Gentle lips releasing puffs
Of tender music into the air,
Thick and weighted it sits only
To be eased into oblivion by
You.
Letters forming words forming
Sentences escape you mind,
Tumbling with ease off a used
Tongue shaped with age and
Knowledge.
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Literature
The last one left.
Everyone leaves and the world shatters into silence
It screams engulf you while you sit in nothing
The most deafening sound that doesn't exist
The waves that are never made reach into your head
They rattle your thoughts and invade your inner workings
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Literature
Because deviations need titles
I want my words to get lost in transition.
Because they need to be said, I just dont want anyone to hear them.
So lets see if you can read them.
No one ever will.
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Literature
This War
They are blind.
They can not see past their selfishness
They can not see past their hate
The ignorance that cloaks them is all
Bull against bull, Beast against beast.
They tear all that surrounds them down,
No matter who surrounds them.
Forget all that is sane,
Nothing remains once you pass the threshold
The war has begun and it will be one to remember
No hope for white flags, this is a fight to the death.
Blood drawn by its own blood.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree; And it didn't.
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Literature
Cut, Cut, Cut
Cut, Cut, Cut
Cut it all off
It drags me
Down
Down where no one is
Where they don't know
My story, name, lies
Cut, Cut, Cut
Cut your hair shorter
Get rid of the weight
It's dragging me down
Further into the dark
Where the mind
Takes control
Cut, Cut, Cut
More of it needs to go
The shorter the better
There is too much
Its getting heavy
It's already long again
Its gaining power
Cut, Cut, Cut
They say it is nice
That it suits me
Its destroying me
Eating me alive
Its getting longer again
Need to get more off
Cut, Cut, Cut
Its scalp length
But that is not enough
Control is lost
It takes over
Scavenge the last
There might be hope
Claw, Claw, Claw
When there is nothing
Left to cut
Tear the skin away
Let the blood seep out
Until every last drop
Is clensed
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Whisper to me...
Whisper to me, softly; softly, so only I can hear you. Softly, so only I can hear your words flow through me. Softly, so I can feel your words keep me safe. Softly, so I can feel your voice caress me. Softly, so I can feel your words chill me. Softly, so I can feel goose bumps spread across my flesh. Softly, so I can feel.
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Pretty girl looks at the fire,
Mirrowing her hearts desire,
She watches with a deep brown stare,
Fire illuminating strands of ruby tainted hair,
She reaches foward, to the fires delicate touch,
Caring not to reach in to much,
It licks tantalizingly at her fingertips,
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She does not jerk suddenly back,
Though she stiffles a blistering gasp,
The sharp pain filled hiss,
Escaping from between clenched teeth,
When she brings them before her,
Scrootinizing the burns closer,
Her big brown eyes open wide,
She masks her tears with a smile,
She reminds herself, pain is the friend that stands close,
It's easy to access, never leaves her alone,
She is the savior of torture,
The mistress of exposure,
She welcomes death into her bed,
Letting it consume thoughts in her head,
She embraces it as if she would a lover,
It is her sheild, her sword, her dagger, her cover,
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Complex
It’s so funny to watch you walk away.
You make it look so easy.
You can’t look back
As much as I can’t stop looking at you as you leave.
I know when you leave,
You won’t come back for a long time.
It’s almost impossible to try and imagine what you’re thinking,
Or if you’re thinking at all when you leave
You never admit to anything,
Yet you never deny anything either.
I find it hard to understand you, even though I know you so well.
At least I think I do.
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Mind Games
“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes love and go on.”
-David Harkins
Part One...
Beckon and Adjure...
“If the people we love are stolen from us,
The way to have them live on is to never
Stop loving them. Buildings burn, people
Die, but real love is forever.”
The Crow (1994)
* * * *
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Alexandra
Australia
New Id.

Current Residence: melbourne (down under)
deviantWEAR sizing preference: XS.. I is tiny
Favourite genre of music: Anythng
Favourite style of art: photography, songs and poetry
Operating System: brain
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Skin of choice: alien
Interests
I think I am writing again. Not cheap little pieces I wrote in a minute on a plain and dint review. No, I am writing words about skin, about the delicacy of life and women.. About breathing and things that make me cry.
I am in love with life, with the marvel of existence and I hope to get some of that across when I have time.
Year 12 is time consuming.

You are my sweetest downfall.
  • Listening to: Tom Milsom
  • Watching: hands typing

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one-rosy-cheek Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2012
Thanks for the fav! :hug:
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No problem :D
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kalashnikovmarine Featured By Owner Apr 16, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fave! :D
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No problem :D Good work deserves recognition.
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Marius-Creb Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fave!!
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angel-of-revenge-xxx Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2011
It's alright :D
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xXMexicanBoyXx5 Featured By Owner May 30, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Little one...!
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Hello there!!!
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xXMexicanBoyXx5 Featured By Owner May 31, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
I haven't talked to u in forever..!
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angel-of-revenge-xxx Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2011
We really havent!
ButI have been neglecting sites lately, trying to put more effort in now days.
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