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 Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 2:20 pm
 XXX Who here has talent...?! And by talent I don't mean like dancing, singing, acting, etc... I mean like drawing and writing poems, stories, songs... Well here's your chance to show off your talent for 100k and bragging rights! The option is all yours! But if you decide to par take in this contest, then you MUST post your entry on this page! If you do not follow this one rule then your contest entry shall be ignored...I'm sorry but rules are rules!  XXX It's simple! All you have to do is either draw some art, write a story, song, poem, etc... And post it in this very topic! This Contest will end on April 30th 2011. Anything that is submitted after the date of April 30th 2011 shall be ignored.... Please don't make me do it so just send it in before so that way I don't appear as the bad guy. Good Luck to all...!!!
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:51 pm
ummm well there not very good but i gave it a shot >.<
Knowing
it's the opposite of life and death
and the same thing as immortal breaths
a life of longing and fear
we still don't know to us what's dear
to know is not to see
to find is not to reach
and without promises kept
there is nothing left to teach
smoke, shadows, darkness and secrets
one more breath could be my last
a world away from this one
to be in mine is all i ask
try if we like but to no avail
life is nothing with no air
so breath in my life
take what i have for yourself
maybe then i can have a purpose
better than being myself
true images shown through broken glass
my soul shines to you in the moonlight
what you can see through the mirror
is different than in the daylight
the ocean right underneath
i fly into the water
in hopes to find happiness
i breathe with a shudder
the air feels different
because i know it's not real
when i cry out in the distance
there is no one there to hear
Obsession
A flicker of flame fed little by little. Kindle feeding it often. It grows to become a flame in the back of our mind that burns and spreads to the front. Every sense, every nerve, every feeling becomes new and exotic. We can see something new before us, in a bold presentation no one else can see. Oh, what they miss, for it is wondrous and unlike anything seen. It soon grows and we can feel it in our every bone, feeding us energy to move forward and birth this creation. Soon it consumes us, though, and sleeping, eating, and sometimes breathing is no longer important or necessary to us, for we are fed by the hunger which this notion has set upon us. We are taken over by the temptation to bring life to it, and nothing will get in our way...
and it all started with an idea.
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Dark-Velvet-Revolver Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 2:54 am
Um... I'm guessing it can be anything so here's mine ^^ This is one I did the other day ^^ Spring Eevee 
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 3:38 pm
I need to stop !
I wanna smile again and be with my friends
I know it sounds childish ,
But inside I am …
Only a child ,
I’m just a little boy,
The one who’s dreams come true,
The one who would hold you close,
Only if I had a friend…
I wouldn’t cut my wrist ,
Scars come open wide
I wouldn’t want to quit ,
Life is priceless…
I wouldn’t feel so down ,
Tears draw down my worthless face ,
Head tilted slithered in the waist ,
Now you get my point …
It’s the only voice I got ! My Drawing of Saku from dot Hack G.U (X-mas) 
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 6:57 pm
What if you only have one chapter of the book or story done?
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 10:48 pm
IM JUST GONNA MAKE THIS UP AS I GO STARTING TYPING TIME IS 1:42 AM
POEM
-HOW COME MY FLOWS EXPRESS ALL THAT IT KNOWS.
AND MY IMAGERY CREATES PICTURES THAT I CANNOT SEE
BUT MY IMAGINATION HAS NO STATION, AND ENABLES ME TO HOLD A CONVERSATION
SUMTIMES I RHYME LIK IM IN-SIDE EINSTEINS MIND
AND OTHERS MY MELODY IS HARD TO FIND
FOR MY REPITITION THERE IS NO COMPETITION
NOR A NEED TO BE REPEATED
I RHYME FOR THOSE WHO NEED IT
NOT TO SEEM CONCEIDED, BUT THIS STEREOTYPE I BEAT IT
IM PROGRESSIN THROUGH MY LIFE HAVIN CONSTANTLY FELT CHEATED
THIS POEM IS WHAT I NEEDED
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 11:03 pm
I WANNA WRITE ANOTHER IM NOT TOO CONCERNED WITH IF I WIN (THIS DOESN'T MEAN I WOULDN'T LIKE TO WIN) JUST GLAD SOMEONE IS LISTENING TO MY POETRY
HOW I FEEL
MY FLOETRY RECOGNIZES NO NOTION BUT TO CAPTURE MY FEELINGS SET IN MOTION
IT HAS NO VIEWS OF THESE SHADES AND HEWS, OF THESE DONTS AND DO'S
ITS NOT IN A WORLD OF THESE YES OR NO'S OR THESE CONS AND PRO'S
HUH - BUT IMMA PRO AND IMMA LET YHU KNOW
IF WAT U SAY CONTRADICTS MY FEELINGS IMMA LET YHU GO
CUZ FLOETRY IS HOW I FEEL AND WITH THIS WORLD ITS HOW I DEAL
FOR REAL
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 11:30 pm
This is a story i wrote for a high school magazine when i was in middle school its called the beckoning
the panting of that disturbed nervous soul nervous, cautious, and yet silent. the hollowed sound of her heart beating ..... Huh it;s funny how i can refer to it as a her when actually i have no idea what it is. I can't even take responsibility for my own actions. By now many of the people i know either think i'm mad... or they're dead! what is that you say? Do i think i'm mad you ask? Well that answer all depends on your definition of mad. I think i'm artistic. Okay wait, let me start from it's beginning. It was a normal day of painting as usual- no inspiration. Then, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration . Well it was more like a flying red glare outside of my studio window... but inspiring nonetheless. As well as a foolish young artist could i prepared myself. I marched through the amber fields as quickly as possible for then my legs were human. The wind whistled through my hair as i gazed upon something i never thought i would see yet I had not the slightest idea what it was. without reason or hesitation it engulfed me. Instantly i felt nothing ... no pain , no anger , sorrow, grief nothing. suddenly i awoke to find myself alone. Had my greatest fear been realized was I truly ALONE? Could it be Am I really trapped in ...
It was an installment kinda thing sorry then i didnt go to that high school so the next issue never came out.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 5:57 pm
Wishes
sometimes I wish I were invisible
sometimes I wish I could go back
and change
change what I said
change that I forgot
change what I did
If only life were that easy
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2011 8:56 pm
here is my poem...only 4 minutes left lol
~Dreams~
Don't give up on your dreams,
hope flows gently down the stream.
A thousand words a picture might be,
but a dream is worth a lot more to me.
Don't ever tell about your dreams,
everything is not always what it seems.
The black clouds roll across the sky,
drifting slowly towards daylight.
Dream about the endless days,
dream about how the trees sway.
Dream about how the world could be,
and dream about the things you see.
A world created, completely new,
the world's creator can only be you.
The world obeys at your command,
up until your final stand.
You're interrupted by the break of dawn,
which you greet with a great huge yawn.
Don't be discouraged there will be more,
more of the dreams you seek are in store.
Dreams have faith, don't lose yours,
you see the chance, open the doors.
Behind the doors is what you might seek,
just a crack open, now take a peek.
You see yourself rising up to the top,
just keep rising and rising and never stop.
You witness yourself during your fame,
that's the reason why you came.
Your future is obvious can't you see?
Fate exchanged between you and me.
You will rise above and help the cause,
everyone cheering, a round of applause.
There you have it, now you see?
You will make the world see clearly.
The best part of it was the vision,
and now you have a solid mission.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:55 pm
uhhhh was the winner announced plz dnt tell me i missd it
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