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~Ketarus
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- Deviant since May 20, 2007, 2:23 PM
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The Unknown That, which is unknownThe Unknown
It is very dark in the night as he lay there, his chest still heaving in and out with the rhythm of life. In his mind, he is alone. A child sleeps in the room down the hall. The walls to the hallway have spots where the paint has peeled off in crumbly patches, making the floors crunchy with dried pain
in General Fiction on 11/30/07
Cold ColdCold
Smooth, sharp, the knife sits menacingly on the table. It’s unnerving presence contemplated daily. The knife’s willful edge is hungry for softness and warmth. I look down at my arm to see frightened veins. A few warm rays of light filter through the window onto the table. The knife is hard steel, transforms the joy of the sun to a cold glare. Precision to end my imbalance; This chemical imbalance I call li
in Open on 11/29/07
Dodger and Betsey Dodger and Betsey (revisited)Dodger and Betsey
Dodger and Betsey stand confused on a hard pavement street. They are two hippos in the middle of the city, mysteriously far away from the zoo. Two tiny hippo eyes gaze out with fear at the beasts of human creation. Firm padded feet scuff rock and stone. Shattered glass lies carelessly on the ground, it marks the hippo’s path in blood. Dodger and Betsey’s thick,
in General Fiction on 11/28/07
Jumpin Transportation on 11/27/07
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The plastic bags.The plastic bags Like strange wild birds Flock around the city FlappingThe plastic bags.
Down the street
Picking
At the garbage
And over there One sits
In a tree Or should I say trapped?
It struggles Frantically to get free
One hops
Across the railway tracks Picking among the cigarette butts
Too fat and lazy to move It’s shredded Killed by the rattling wheels
The plastic bags Like strange wild birds Flock around the city
by ~jingy-cold-summer
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- Emailketarus8b@yahoo.com
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Devious Comments
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Love is like a heroine addiction. The first time you taste it, you succumb to the rapture of the feeling, and you strive to obtain it evermore..
Skitterflits!
Live, Laugh, Love
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Love is like a heroine addiction. The first time you taste it, you succumb to the rapture of the feeling, and you strive to obtain it evermore..
Skitterflits!
Live, Laugh, Love
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~ IamAnthro
~ AAC
~ SA
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-Jingy-
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We are all like clay faces in the river. As time wears upon the minds of others, like the river wears upon the clay, people seem to forget each other, as if the flow of time erodes away the memories.
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We are all like clay faces in the river. As time wears upon the minds of others, like the river wears upon the clay, people seem to forget each other, as if the flow of time erodes away the memories.
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Expect things thrown at you, expect them to shoot at you, but don't expect that giving respect, means receiving it.
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I wish my life were a musical. Then I could burst out into song and no one would look at me like I'd finally lost it.
Everyone has to believe in something. I believe I'll have another piece of pie.
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Anything is possible, but not likely...
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