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Dancing Flame by HezaaMonster, literature

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Dancing Flame

It started off with a candle A content little flame burning too close to the curtains And now I know why my mother told me To never leave candles lit while I fall asleep Because as soon as I shut my eyes You came in and knocked it over You took me by surprise Your face had already left my mind And yet here you were to remind me I had never seen a fire go up so quickly Ruthlessly devouring pink stuffed animals And that boy who was my prince charming He died in that fire You tore him from my heart and threw him to the inferno I would have been happy But the memories poisoned my judgment And I really don't mind the fire as long

The Stars by HezaaMonster, literature

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The Stars

The stars above us dance Like the warmth in my fingertips Painting liquid longing over my heart But who's to say that these things will last Who's to say that you will look at me with those eyes Ever again And I found myself holding back tears And star kissed I-love-you's Because the fears suddenly dip in To remind me that you're not mine So only for this lapse of time I plead you to cradle me like I'm your something special Like I'm your only one Just for this night Let me be fooled by your cold, bittersweet touch

Garbage Dump Dreams by HezaaMonster, literature

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Garbage Dump Dreams

Write your soul on the back of my hand Because I want to know your constellation of thoughts I want to know your clockwork tick I want to know how to connect the dots To draw the path that will lead me to you Light me a candle of self-esteem Drip the wax onto my patchwork heart Make me remember every shooting star That fell into my garbage dump dreams But every time I lose sight of your skylight eyes My stomach is doing tongue twisters at my feet And I turn grey And I make ashes thrown against the wall Look like innocent finger paintings So will you give me the deciphering tool? Because two plus two no longer makes sense And m

Stay by HezaaMonster, literature

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Stay

Jay tilted his head, watching Evelynn as she stalked down the alley. He could easily read the hot anger radiating off her, no matter how hard she tried to appear calm. An amused smile twitched at the corners of his mouth as he thought about how well he actually knew her, and how she didn't really know that. He watched how her whole body rocked with her urgency to get out of there, and he realized that this was how it had always been like since he left. It had been him just standing on the outside and watching her radiating her sunshine-like warmth on the people around her, not getting any of it for himself. The thought made a spark of longin

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Dancing Flame by HezaaMonster, literature

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Dancing Flame

The Stars by HezaaMonster, literature

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The Stars

Garbage Dump Dreams by HezaaMonster, literature

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Garbage Dump Dreams

Stay by HezaaMonster, literature

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Stay

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Catch Twenty-Two by My-Own-Eulogy, literature

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Catch Twenty-Two

Catch Twenty-Two By: Brinden Jamison Feeling farther from grace then I ever have, Just tend to loose my self in my past, Running from my future I reach for what used to be, But I fear I'll loose what's already near to me, Taken back by the sight of you through my tears, Feeling the touch of guilt from those years, Now a safer hand holds on to mine, Pushing this hand away ill finally cross this line, Feelings gone unrecognized, Quietly hid behind my eyes, Are now seeping out of my soul, Faithfully I mustn't see, This obvious catastrophe, But no longer can I ignore me and you, My personal catch twenty-two

Fate by My-Own-Eulogy, literature

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Fate

Fate By: Brinden Jamison For every time we've fallen, but refused to stay down, For every time I've run our feelings to the ground, From making the excuses, to hiding it inside, I have to tell you this as I swallow my pride… I'm Sorry, I never meant to hurt you, Or show this side of me... I'm Sorry, I only wanted to be true, And become what we could be… But now, It looks like your walking away from me, The doors shut It's too late… Now I am, Loosing myself trying to follow you, Wont give up, because I know… You and I, We're Fate…

Gone by My-Own-Eulogy, literature

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Gone

Gone By: Brinden Jamison Hatred, Flowing through my eyes when I look at you… Even if it's just a picture, or two, It's all I can do… But these pictures, They captured your smile so well… You were so happy, I can tell, And I sure hope your smiling this well, When you're sitting in hell… Those eleven years gone, many more to come, But these ones won't be like the other ones, Because you're gone, back where you belong, With your master… Hope you two get along, Because now that your gone, your gonna stay gone, But that shouldn't be too awfully hard for you, For this one thing you've always stayed true&

Dream by My-Own-Eulogy, literature

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Dream

Dream By: Brinden Jamison I open my eyes, to see your face, A sweet silence envelopes the room, As I'm cradled in a warm feeling, No other could replace… Gazing into your eyes, my confusion spreads a smile, My heart slowly racing into a cold sweat, All of these emotions, Without a single word uttered yet… With the beauty of an angel, you grasp my hand, And with a soft pitch of emotion, ask me to stand… Our gazes never broken, And still just one request spoken, We slowly drift together, Pulled by gravity impossible to sever… What happens in this moment completes us, And so does it stop time… For my ha

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Umm... I'm just a girl I guess. o___o A very weird one... a probably insane one. :3

Current Residence: My Little Corner of Joy
Favourite genre of music: Like said above, I like lotsa stuff.
Favourite photographer: >< Lots of people... As you can tell, I don't really have favorites.
Favourite style of art: I like manga and semi-realism. :3
Personal Quote: "Peas!"

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x3 My BFF TheSuicidalPancake lolz. And lotsa other people.

Favourite Movies

Old Disney movies, Miyazaki's movies... movies with EXPLOSIONS!!!

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

I like looots of stuff. Depends on my mood. :3

Favourite Writers

Ummz... Lotsa people lol.

Favourite Games

OKAMI! :D Aaand Pokemon. Aaand zombie games. Aaand Prince of Persia!

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HezaaMonster

Mar 11, 2011

Flexibility

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I'm not flexible enough to bend over backwards. And yet over and over again, I find myself starting to lean backwards into position. Maybe my spine won't snap in half if I do some warm-ups first. Does anyone know any stretching exercises for the heart?

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Oct 23, 2010

BABBLE BABBLE BITCH BITCH

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SDAJFLKWJKLFSDJL I HATEEE CATEGORIESSSS!! I don't get them. I don't know why they're there. So I'm just gonna put everything in misc. Yep. Easy fix. Blah blah blah. Okay that's the end of my rant. Short rant. xD Sooo as you might have noticed.... I NEVERRRR did any of the Theme Challenge thingies lol. Wellll I'll probably get around to it eventually once I get more... comfortable with my writing. Cuz I'm in that stage where I'm like.... I HATE MY WRITING BLAH BLAH BLAH. I got a bit of an ego boost from my teacher who told me "Just follow your instincts. You worry too much about your writing." Which liek... got to me. ;~; And I think it's all

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HezaaMonster

Aug 30, 2010

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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Well, peoples.... today is the last day of summer. And soon we shall be enslaved and tortured every day. I'm taking 0 hour so I have to wake up a lot earlier... which SUCKS. But I'm pretty excited for that class, I guess. This summer wasn't really special... I had a lot of memorable moments. I've stolen a traffic cone and a campaign sign... two of them. I've been homeless for a night. I watched Shutter while I was high and then freaked out because I thought someone was whispering my name. xD I went to Whidbey and got to breathe fresh, pine-scented air. I stayed all night on a roof while taking bajillions of silly pictures. Aaand I can't reall