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Jason Darkholm (a.k.a John Green
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Lyric's Ballad Part 1Unlike most nights, the patrons of the Haunted Horn tavern were silent. They could not force themselves to utter a single syllabyle and chance breaking the spell of the beautiful melody flowing from the strings of the beautiful silver harp. The young sentient playing the gorgeous instrument smiled inside the shadow of his dark cloak. This was one of his finer moments in life, complete acceptance, as long as his fingers were moving on strings. Yet even if he didn't have an audience, the player would revel in the simple joy of the music his fingers made. It's sound ruled his very existence and caused him to forsake his vile people... &nbsLyric's Ballad Part 1
by ~Elf-Lover-Xanith
Condemnant quod non intellegunCondemnant Quod non intelleggunt (They Condemn because they do not know)Condemnant quod non intellegun
Hatred breeds like the seeds of an evil plant Humankind has an tendency to cast others out
A certain thing that we don't understand
Can put a person in another class That is why someone somewhere coined this phrase Condemnant qoud non intellegunt
Wars fought over something ludocris A religious difference can result in bloodshed Skin color a simple difference of black, white, or tan A great excuse to start a war
That is why someone somewhere coined this phrase Condemnant qoud no
by ~Elf-Lover-Xanith
AftermathAftermathAftermath
Never live in this Cursed Earth This broken home I feel alone in this aftermath Death rained from a bloodred sky
Cities fall Millions cry
Then silence reigns Not the calm before the storm The seething silence of hatred still Death a modern currency The silence in this aftermath a winter that man has incurred A bomb of unholy birth Now we see our folly
As we slowly slip into sterility
We die from contaminated food My god this is a devil's tool We destroy each other
With power we should not control
by ~Elf-Lover-Xanith
The creation of EcnalanceThe Creation of EcnalanceThe creation of Ecnalance
THe first born: In the beginning There was only the blackness And in this blackness dwelt
the ancient gods. Elura,Huvara, and Rodania And these great beings
willed into existence the universe and Ecnalance,
and the animals that walk upon Ecnalance And The animals roamed, and they were wild And to rule over all of these
Elura the eldest of the Ancient ones,
Willed into existence her children And she called them the Elves And she gave neither Death nor disease And so as not to crowd the Land Her children ga
by ~Elf-Lover-Xanith
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Lust and HateFierce eyes- and a in them a hidden trace of love. So gracefully they see you, But, that body looks so easy to break. I want you to be mine alone. I want to bind you and keep you my slave. When you smile at others I think, “I’ll kill you.” My pet, you just don’t know. From the day we first met, I’ve hated you and used you. That’s all I could do, fore that’s all I knew. You believed me to be your best friend. You never had to put it into words. I’ve always knew. Sometimes I think, If I could have met you when I was young nobiliLust and Hate
by ~Void-elementsmoke
-Thinking-Restless, Sleepless, Thinking.-Thinking-
Thinking of only you. How your hair feels intertwined in my fingers. How your eyes look at me lovingly. How your lips feel pressed upon my own. I smile.
I turn over and stare at the wall. Another hour to sleep in. Needless to say, I won’t.
I think of the last time I spend with you. How we held each other’s hands tight. How we held each other tighter. How it all felt. I miss it.
The alarm goes off. Time to get up. The day begins.
School, work, home. I
by ~thedmblonde
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- Current Residence: Thirty miles south of nowhere
- Interests: Writing, reading, food, guns, knives and Orlando Bloom
- Favourite movie: Pirates Of The Carribean
- Favourite band or musician: Three Days Grace
- Favourite genre of music: Depends
- Favourite poet or writer: H.P. Lovecraft
- Shell of choice: Chonch
- Skin of choice: My Own
- Favourite game: Neverwinter Nights
- Favourite gaming platform: ALL
- Personal Quote: Well goals and aspirations are all well and good but apathy is less disappointing
- Tools of the Trade: pencil, paper, an abscence of ADD meds and time
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Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.
-Mae West
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Is anybody listening...?
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Even after you get wings Life still goes to shit!
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Shh! I'm hunting for rabbit. (hear psycotic laugh & I run towards it.)
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Nothing I can do that I have not done
No words I can say, no truth left that I can see
So must I let this end, and everything fall apart
Before I live my life as I have always done
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AND THEN THERE WAS SILENCE
Just a voice from the other world
Like a leaf in an icy world
Memories will fade
Haunted Nest- my Official Gallery
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I wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Pretty!
I'm just keeping tabs on all my minions and just seeing how you're doing.
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Nothing I can do that I have not done
No words I can say, no truth left that I can see
So must I let this end, and everything fall apart
Before I live my life as I have always done
I lost the game
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Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.
-Mae West
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La musica è amore alla ricerca di una parola. [Sydney Lainer]
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I wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Wanna be
Pretty!
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