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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 10:59 am
Life Love Truth Beauty
A myriad of colors flashing by independent yet contained wanting so much to be out there among the flashing lights and musical sounds of a world of color and facination
lead the way, and I'll follow you to where ever it is you're headed exploring that has yet to be explored doing things of which dreams are made of
Loving the feeling of the wind against my face showing me that there's more to life than just sitting around wanting so much to be free all the time but to come back home at the end of the day
Life, love, truth, beauty these are the things that make us sing these are the things that dreams are made of nothing can hold me down
Staring out into the great beyond of places yet to explore the places in which you feel unbridled and free and hoping they're real, and not imaginary
Butterfly
I am a butterfly light and free I sail upon the winds not knowing where it takes me
I don't have long before these wings grow heavy Who knows what will happen and where the wind takes me
Just wanting to find a place a place where I can call home unknown to the naked eye This happy butterfly is alone
With all these friends this butterfly holds dear she's hidden from the light, the darkness she does not fear hoping for the day when she can spread her wings wide without the fear of a breeze to cast her aside
This butterfly does not know where the wind will take her nor when she will land but there is one thing that this butterfly does know that theres a flicker of light in that darkened land.
I Hear You
Over the silvery light of the moon do I ever hear your call it sounds of lonesome regret with a pinch of heartache
Did you realize that I never meant to cause you harm? for our life, our love was never to last our love was built on stuff only told in fairy tales it was never meant to last this long.
Please, do what you can to forget me. Move on, be free, let your spirit fly high above the clouds, into the starry night Don't let me be the one to send you back to the ground
I hear your call It sounds so lonesome now My heart aches to reach out to you, hold you close just like before It was never meant to be Please see that my sweet one
Don't shed a tear on the count of me. You made me the happiest that I've ever been Just don't let me see you do down Pick up the pieces that I left behind And rebuild a life, above the silvery light of the moon.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 11:00 am
I have more where that came from.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 11:29 am
Oh please!!! Do Post more... I quite enjoyed those!!!!!! heart heart heart
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 2:21 pm
*bows*
Thank you.
I will post more soon.
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2005 11:27 pm
Okay...some more...
The Vision
Grasping at straws to figure out these horrid visions these tainted dreams are they real? are they fake - do they give me a glimpse of what is to be?
if my vision of life is as I see it then there is no reason to keep going, to keep breathing if my visions do not fail me there is nothing to hold me here nothing to keep me chained down nothing to keep me around
My hopes and dreams will be nothing a figment of a greater life to be had a facade for the larger picture if my visions are true
there's nothing to keep me here
In Riddles
I spoke in riddles Never letting you know the true me Never telling you how I felt
These selfish things I'm dealing with A hope for something more, when you know nothing of me. There's only me in this world Hoping for a happy ending Hoping for my shining star Hoping that you'll be there to catch me as I fall.
I walk along a tight rope, never looking down always looking up, towards the lighted sun if in case I do look past my feet I'll hope you'll be beneath me, to catch me as I plummet to the ground
These selfish things I'm dealing with A hope for something more, hoping you can see past my guise, to see the true person within the one that cares, selflessly the one that hopes, constantly
The one that stands alone, watching... waiting for a chance a day a time in which I could say, "will you be mine"
World of Glass
You're just a butterfly caged in a world of glass flying which way only to slam into a wall with every hit, smash, and punch you feel hopelessly caged someday, somehow you'll be freed.
you've never known a world beyond your invisible walls what will you do when the world around you shatters? will you fall with it, or triumph above it soaring free, above the clouds
today is the day you're no longer caged go on, test out those walls they're no longer there for you to crash into to will you fall with it, or triumph over it? soaring free, above the clouds
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 3:15 pm
Hakumei, your very talented. I enjoyed them all.
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 9:13 pm
*bows* Thank you.
I have a collective of random stuff on Deviantart.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2005 8:59 am
Mingo-Chan Hakumei, your very talented. I enjoyed them all. I agree, Deffinitly Very Talented... hehehe I also Loved all of them heart
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2005 7:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2005 6:11 pm
I really don't like writing sorrowy stuff, but this sorta just flowed out of my hands one day. =P I don't have a name for it yet.
"In dire need am I for the cold frozen solitude of death. My bed beckons to me to lay my head down. One final rest, to bid life farewell and to be the guest of death is not something I dread for my pain will be silenced along with my rotting mind. in the silence of my grave, my looming soul will still beat like a dying heart, asking the cold hand of death to grasp it. "
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2005 11:29 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 4:12 pm
Rayien's hapiness has died....
Twisted lines distort my perfect vision These lies hid between fake smiles I hate my life, I hate myself I've dragged my soul for miles
What left is there? What life is fair? I guess it fits my styles
All meaning is torn apart It only took words to shread this heart
Fragile and sad Hateful and mad
What can I do...
I guess it isn't so bad...
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Takadoshikuto Mishikakito
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 9:50 pm
This is achually a song ( note the instrumantal break lol) I'm not your's!!!! Hold me now... That I'm... gone...
(instrumeantal break)
Sometimes I think about you, I really loved ya, true, But now it's all gone!
Why did you have to go? Oh baby, you're too slow, To get me back!!!
(Chourus smile Hold me now... That I'm gone... Away with him, As I'm writin' this song.
Hold me now... All day long... Cause you don't have me anymore!
...anymore... (Chourus end) Why don't you jump off a cliff?! What you do makes me pissed! But now I'm a star!!
I could care less about you, Though this song is about you! We're not in love anymore!!!
(Chourus)
I'M NOT YOURS!!!
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 11:09 am
The time goes by so slowly, and painfully drags, All I see is hands, a fingerprinted page all over me. I can't feel anything anymore, This minute has frozen me and lasted an age.
My whole body's shaking, but I do not know, The world's suddenly vertical, but I do not see, These hands I wish that they weren't here But they're holding on so tight, overpowering me.
This room, with its plain walls and plain doors is suddenly spotted with deep, dark red, I don't see this new canvas...but it hurts, A pain at the back of my head.
When I come round, I'm alone and afraid and I wish to God someone was here, But when that speckled red door finally opens my wishes are granted with fear.
Their icy faces staring through the lump of meat That serves as little more than tea, Feet all around the corner I'm curled, Prodding to make sure their dinner's still me.
Dragged though the abandoned halls, I yell And hope somebody knows, But my hope fades as I come to terms With hundreds of terrifying blows.
These, the memories I have shared, To you, no more than rhymes, But to me this is my tragic past Which led to tragic times.
heart 3nodding heart 3nodding heart
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 7:42 pm
I'm trying to make up a poem, Tis actually quite hard, It has to be about Cheeesus and beer But my brain is being a tard.
So is he, he just won't drink And it is a crime To not get drunk at lizs house, You should get drunk all the time!!!
Are you a crime...inal...criminal? I had to include that It is from burnt face man The big burnt ghey t**t.
Take that crime! You s**t!! I'm not gay ninja harr arun is strawberry blonde NOT FECKING GINGER
(did rhyme...think bout it)
heart 3nodding heart 3nodding heart
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