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MourningWoke to fog. Breathe in, step lightly. Light is constant with the eyes of God against the world. Everything. Suspended.Mourning
Cold enfolding. Souls crawl, unbidden, to the surface. To walk free, emotion banished. No air. Crystals begin, swirling. Climbing. Does they pursue to heaven? Mysteries of design. Unique.
A tree, forgotten. It has stories to tell. Shadow. Ancient. Its bark is crooked, its limbs are twisted. Ice clings like needles on tiny arms. Holds, an infant's gaze.
Overtaken, the Earth g
by ~Avery-Falanor
PleaseI won't ever forget you. Stars are falling, I'm standing here, and I remember.Please
Hope never seemed so far away when you came near. Alone. Faithless.
And I wonder if Judas watched the stars at night. I wonder if Peter kissed his teardrops and, alone. Hopeless. He whispered, "Me too."
When life isn't worth living, but death would be worse, do you pray for forgiveness or step into the desert?
Sipping a broken soul for nectar. Finding that sin isn't as sweet as every broken sob
by ~Avery-Falanor
Critique It"It isn't the color of sunlight."Critique It
"…"
"Just thought you should know."
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"The painting's all wrong. Her ears are too big and so is her nose. Her eyes can't seem to decide on a shade of green and her hair is thin and flat. She isn't beautiful. Not by a long shot."
"..."
"There's a dark shade under her eyes, and I think her memories might be haunted. Her lips aren't thin and they aren't full either. Very uninviting, if you know what I mean."
"They weren't made to be touched."
"The background needs some work too. You should know by now t
by ~Avery-Falanor
I'm Flying, NowWe were fire, and thus expendable.I'm Flying, Now
I see you in silhouettes of memory now. You don't have eyes anymore.
There was a first kiss, at a lamppost. Imperfect. You missed. I still smile when I think about the first time I cooked for you. The kitchen was cramped and I was worried, because what kind of idiot was I to wear a t-shirt on the first date? I didn't even expect it, but you wrapped your arms around my waist a little too loosely. You were nervous. So was I.
I'm glad you got that part of me. The first hands-around-the-waist-backward-hug. I think it should have bel
by ~Avery-Falanor
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- Current Residence: Colorado
- Interests: beauty
- Favourite movie: The Fountain
- Favourite band or musician: Thrice, Emery, Nickelback, Relient K, Copeland, August Burns Red, Mae, Regina Spektor, many more!
- Favourite artist: Clive Barker, Goya, Salvador Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: C.S. Lewis, Khaled Hosseini, Jhumpa Lahiri, Douglas Adams, T.S. Eliot
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Skin of choice: mine.
- Favourite game: Kingdom Hearts , Devil May Cry, Bioshock, pretty much any good RPG :)
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2, PS3
- Favourite cartoon character: Winnie the Pooh
- Personal Quote: And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
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"I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy."
[Charles Baudelaire]
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Stephenie Meyer- "But when a story demands to be written, there's no way to resist."
I mean, come on! At least the word carnal should give it away- it means sex after all!
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Stephenie Meyer- "But when a story demands to be written, there's no way to resist."
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