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Harold and the Smiling ManJune 3rd 2010Harold and the Smiling Man
Today was not an uneventful day--like so many others that seem to pass. I suppose I’ve grown lax in my writing of late. This has been for a number of reasons, increased work load, an inexplicable lethargy that has beset me, and most importantly a lack of note worthy events. I have always felt somewhat odd about keeping a journal. In my younger, more depressed, days i was advised to write as a tool to keep myself--for lack of a better description--sane. I never did see the point in writing about mundane days. I suppose when you write on days where nothing of interest has happened you are more apt to write
by ~Tathel
Winter Artwhimsical flitting flakes they fall as winter jack blowsWinter Art
I feel the cold wind call as the ice stops river flows even the trees seem cold they stand barren and undressed and already the season grows old we all feel depressed but there is beauty in this weather the colours and tints delight our eyes as the frost, on the windows begins the feather we realize there is beauty in death and demise for even when it is cold and empty we don't lose heart it's human nature to take that fear and turn it to art
by ~Tathel
Night Time Ladythe arks and peeks of corner up lips Smile and casually kiss at your cheek drunk on your drink from several small sips you feign embarrassment pretending at meek but your teeth bare like fangs as you take a bite you're a she wolf, a temptress, an angel, a god and to see those green eyes is to melt at the sight because you tease and you call and you tempt and you prod With only a look my heart melts away you kiss at my neck well your hands go to work I try to be good but you lead me astrayNight Time Lady
I'm out of control my mind in the murk And as you lay in my arms and even night goe
by ~Tathel
Tricked into alrightI can feel this anger building in me I can feel this anger building in me i have never felt so irrational i have never felt so miserably freeTricked into alright
I remember walkin talkin thinking about, oh what to think about nothin fuckin oh what you think about me what do you think about
i can feel this anger rising in me i've never been angery
but now i am I don't know what's happening, we'll see how can i be angery?
it's cool, i see it you're using me too why did i think i was special
that i could just use you and no
by ~Tathel
Favourites
EverythingMorning, noon and nightEverything
he stole my heart from the first hello
and my love forever.
I'm thankful I have him
because without him i'm not whole
he's my friend, when i need somebody there
my companion when i need a hug
my soulmate, my heart
he makes my frown, turn upside down
he knows what to say to make it all be alright
and when im cold on that winters night
puts a blanket all around
he's my everything and more
and i love him to the core :)
by ~bumblebeeme
ArraganceI have been ignorant. I have been vain. I have been proud. I have been ashamed.Arragance
I have felt foolish. I have felt wise. I have felt bold. I have wanted to hide.
I have been happy. I have been sad I have been worried. I have been glad.
I have felt scorn. I have felt shame. I have felt embarrassment. I have felt disdain.
But whatever I am, When you meet me next, I know that I’m arrogant, That I’m not the best.
by ~Shaboboo
The Masked MurdererThe Masked MurdererThe Masked Murderer
If you were a hero We could call you Zorro But you’re no hero Do you even know?
You make your entrance Take over without a glance The kind of hinderance We’ve less than a chance!
My father’s life and person you’ve become Who he is and where he is not home He’s long gone and we don’t know Just don’t know who you show
So tell me what am I supposed to do With the shell of a man I once knew Who no longer speaks, remembers or cares Not a feeling or dream matters, not a stare
Who
by ~Kilmyana
False ProtectionRaped by time Loaded gun Smoking hell False protectionFalse Protection
Loaded gun Staring at me False protection In those eyes
Staring at me The maker makes In those eyes No chance of reprieve
The maker makes I'm without sin No chance of reprieve No chance of life
I'm without sin Lost of all sense No chance of life For the abandoned heart
Lost of all sense Raped by time For the abandoned heart Smoking hell
by ~GreenEyedDevil22
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- Current Residence: Ontario
- Interests: music, reading writing, D&D
- Favourite movie: Clerks, SLC punk
- Favourite band or musician: Pearl Jam
- Favourite genre of music: alternative
- Favourite artist: Monet
- Favourite poet or writer: Philip k Dick
- Favourite photographer: dunno
- Favourite style of art: words
- Operating System: OSX
- MP3 player of choice: IPod
- Shell of choice: Bash (or the blue one from mario kart)
- Wallpaper of choice: the sticky type
- Skin of choice: my own
- Favourite game: secret of mana
- Favourite gaming platform: SNES
- Favourite cartoon character: Tinker Bell
- Personal Quote: love is when two soul vibrate at a sympathetic frequency
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Wilted beauty, at my door. Reminds me of what was before
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why are you running away?
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