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A New World TreeEmbers dance merrily to the moonlight sonata Setting my soul ablaze, a pyre to forgotten gods I hear the melody of old ditties at my fingertips Spinning, turning, twisting, wrenching my arm Often do these maniacal persuasions come to call Laughing eyes scatter the ashes to the named winds Thought and Memory, scavengers by my reckoning Archaic are their calls amidst the black murder Relics from a world bygone by man and dust Witness the roots take hold inches in the skin Yggdrasil’s boughs bear fruit of poison and pleasure Each orb beckoning with the whispers of the fA New World Tree
by ~ArgentDawn
A Thieves' FortuneI never understood why I stand in darkness and stare blankly into the windows Of so many possibilities, a looking glass spinning fruitlessly like a wheel Stuck in the mud, or in the past, or in crippling indecision of how to move forward Each new pane shows a vision of the hereafter, a Sybil’s orb that traps the soul The echoing screams of my will bid me tear my gaze away, but they are spectators To my frozen body, my flagging ego, my raging id, and every pulsing beat of my heart A thieves’ fortune of life, love, and happiness lie within horrifyingly close reach But fear is more than chain,A Thieves' Fortune
by ~ArgentDawn
Event HorizonSwimming in a pointillist sky, Treading celestial oceans, Through galaxies of probability, Supernova guide me to shore, I long for singularity's possibility.Event Horizon
by ~ArgentDawn
Glimpse the UnthikableI’ve seen time Flowing in a reel Slowing Frame by Frame Truth appears Amongst the Vacant Lots Amongst the Tears and Burns Brilliant White Gods. Walking between the raindrops Listening between thunderclaps Feeling Nothing but Platitudes and Bibles And the water stops an inch above my skin The shadows dance in lapse time Momentarily Fleeting Reality Flickering Euphoria Stop Start Cold moisture at my fingertips. Long nights on my mind Oblivion and omnipresence Lightning in ¾ time A streak of divinityGlimpse the Unthikable
by ~ArgentDawn
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- Current Residence: Somewhere none of you know where is, I'm sure
- Interests: Writing, of course, Living, singing, writing, but I think I repeat myself
- Favourite movie: I couldn't pick one out of so many, but at the moment for sheer story quality, it would be Saw
- Favourite band or musician: Once again, asking an almost impossible question... Sorry I can't even really respond
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite artist: My friend Pluto, she has a deviantart account... goodluck finding her
- Favourite poet or writer: Between three, Poe, Shakespeare, Frost
- Favourite photographer: Don't know
- Favourite style of art: Lalalalalalalala
- Operating System: Widnows
- MP3 player of choice: Um..
- Shell of choice: Wha?
- Wallpaper of choice: A fall type one I have on my computer
- Skin of choice: >.< Enough! I don't know
- Favourite game: Alot of stuff on addicting games.com
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny
- Personal Quote: Look at my journal, wouldn't fit here
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, keyboard, writing document, ideas, thougts, words, sentences, images, and romanticism
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Release me at once.
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All love. I swear to god. (But he's dead.)
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Ordinary People Do Fucked-Up Things
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New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything.
For the heart is an organ of fire.
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New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything.
For the heart is an organ of fire.
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"you remind me of some nineteenth-century poet"
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