Avadraste

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Nostalgia by Avadraste, literature

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Nostalgia

Forgive me as I do this, I know not what I do, Through my facade of strength I cannot hide I miss you. A lifetime has gone by, I have not seen your face, distant I have been but still I miss that place. I long to hear your clever wit, and to see your pleasant smile, as I lay alone in my bed, I want to hold you for a while. would you allow me that, that small harmless notion, let me feel your heat, to embrace my emotion. So far away you are, never shall I touch your fingers but what I feel here today is a passion that forever lingers.

Unattainable Romance by Avadraste, literature

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Unattainable Romance

Why can we not live in a novel? To experience the wild romances of youth, have our hearts race as they do upon a page expressed so vividly by intense diction and soul. Seeing characters reveal their inner most secrets to us the readers, showing the passion we long for. There is nothing more delightful to watch than the development of love, to see it grow and bloom. Oh, why can we not live in a novel? To be that character blooming in joy unknowing of what is to come. To witness in such delicate phrases the true happiness that makes life worth living, a new light. To be that glow, to feel that warmth. With anticipation we turn

At Arms Length by Avadraste, literature

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At Arms Length

Your hand grazes down my arm, it tingles. Senses become aware of what I have taught them to avoid. I bite my lip attempting to hide my smile. Your body leans against my own, it fits. I notice your scent is intoxicating and overwhelming. Feelings envelope me. Between two others this occurs, it hurts. My personality suites and fufills what is prefered. The outer shell contains a crack. Flawless to the eye and pleasing to the touch, you embrase. I sit on the side looking away awkwardly from what I have not witnessed, My imagination poisons me green. The way your toung whips her name, it loves. The graceful tones of your voice i

I just want to cry by Avadraste, literature

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I just want to cry

I want to cry. I can feel my self on the bridge of tears, not knowing if I am willing to jump. I want to plunge, but there is something-not persuading me not to jump, but forcing me back. I push I pull and no tears fall. I want them to fall. Can I be empty? have I reached my quota of tears? Impossible, I feel millions of them breaching the surface. I weep dryly. Like a bad actor. I press my hands against both sides of my skull, pressing, squeezing with no result. I lose my breath and still nothing, all I want to do is shed one singular tear to prove that my emotions are real and worthy of my time. I am in complete agony and I have no way to h

pseudologica phantastica by Avadraste, literature

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pseudologica phantastica

I wish I had more substance, more depth. I am the flat character in my story, I am the one who dwells on self pity. I lie, I lie to myself, my friends... my soul. My soul was the one, the one I never thought I could lie to. But I do lie to it, everyday... Now there is no one who can help me, no one can snap me out of it, it's a coma, a constant nightmare of self destruction. I don't search for things that will make me cry, not in those words, but maybe I search for things, that will make me feel. Do I dwell on these things now, hoping to feel an emotion later? Or for the opportunity do tell some one of my "self realizati

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Rambles 1 by Avadraste, literature

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Rambles 1

Hatred, among other things is what I feel. Confined by my surroundings. I long to be free from society. I burn in my house,my neighbore hood, my school. People claim to be the dominate species, but their ignorance is the dominate diease! Stupidity runs though people's minds like wildfire. It eats through there education like terminets eat through wood. People waste their brain cells trying to do simple things and make them look so complicated.

Sea of tears by Avadraste, literature

Senses of Nature by Avadraste, literature

Bloody Heart by Avadraste, literature

Untitled by Avadraste, literature

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Untitled

Why do I suffer? Why must you suffer with me? Does the world hold no joy that you must stand there and mock me? Are you not content? Have you not had you laughs and giggles? I am here in, all alone with you standing there so bluntly infront of me. Look. I cry. I bleed. And yet you are not satisfied. What shall I do to make you leave me be so I may suffer my life alone in peace? Die?.... Leave this world so you may lives yours in comfort? NO! I will not give you such a riot to use against me. For you, dear mockery, will still be here beside me awaiting my rebirth. .... All I desire is to be alone, live alone, suffer alon

Futile Body by Avadraste, literature

Work is Boring by Avadraste, literature

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Work is Boring

Dreaming away, my head in the clouds, whisped away by imagination, my concintration can not be found. Dreaming of such wonderful things, Dreaming of my summers, My winters, and springs. Finding things that were once lost, being able to by jewels without thinking of the cost. I could stay in this haven forever, since compared to reality, this is greater. But still it is only a dream. I must now return, to my computer screen....

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About Avadraste

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United States
Deviant for 19 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: Texas
Favourite genre of music: Rock/Alt. Rock
Favourite photographer: Minor White
MP3 player of choice: Creative Zen
Skin of choice: Pale
Favourite cartoon character: Batman
Personal Quote: Keep a crayon in your pocket so you'll remember - Randy Pausch

Favourite Visual Artist

Leonardo Da Vinci

Favourite Movies

Quills,Reservior Dogs,The History Boys,Ed Wood,Pulp F.,Legend of 1900,Amazing Grace,Jane Eyre

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Declan Bennett,Jet,OkGo,Doors,Flogging Molly,The Beta Band,The Scissor Sisters,Gin Blossoms

Favourite Writers

Shakespear,Poe,Palahniuk,Godfrey,Galsworthy

Favourite Games

Diablo II,Goth

Tools of the Trade

Digital Camcorder, good ol'e pen and paper

Other Interests

theatre,writing,film,poetry,non-fiction,religion,politics,

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Avadraste

Aug 2, 2008

Revived

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I have abandoned DA many times for many reasons. Lately due to the fact that I feel it has become too popular and all the people who were here when it started have left to greener pastures. Not too long ago my friend Distopia and I made ourselves a "post-pact" where we would submit one piece every week whether we found it decent or not. It lasted for a couple of weeks and I will admit that I believe some of my finest and more mature work came from that pact. But again, DA has been abandoned. I have recently found out that DA has an application on Facebook and I thought this would be a good way to get new people (who I know) to see what I ha

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Avadraste

Jul 4, 2007

Weirdness

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Life's weird....it just is...

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Avadraste

Aug 9, 2006

A New Season

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~ This summer, I basically abandoned DA, for shame I know.  For some reason, my summer was more devoted to Myspace. Yes, I have been sucked into the dark void of Myspace. If you're thinking of getting an account take my advice, STEP AWAY! You will only become part of the addiction, if I knew what I know now I would have walked away. But anyway, Myspace was my summer thing and hopefully with the new season slowly beginning DA will flourish with new pieces.  They've remodeled, why can't I.  I sense that the fall and winter will be much more creative then this summer has been. I encourage all of you have been slacking or lacking creativity to