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One plus one
1+1 is 2 I know And 2+2 is 4 But I tried to add 1+1 to get us And I kept on getting 1. I'm a geek, a nerd, love, so when I try To use πr^2 to find the area of your heart Forgive me when I fail at the math (or is it the match that's failing?) and I get ∞ Again and again And please remember That I use f(x)=x/2+ 5 to find myself (The 5 is months and the 2 is years) But I'm as confused as you must be right now When you say something as simple and profound as "We're holding hands at 78°!" And you manage to stop my mind In using A(+)= Ao (1+ r/n)^n1 to determine The progression of how far I'd go If you so much as
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Dancer
Hey, dancer Do you ever listen to the music In your head? Or just in your ears? The music and movement of your body So matches the music of your heart Like a harmony.
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This is for the Girl
This is for the girl Who's either Christian or depressed Or both – one over the other Like  PBJ on whole wheat bread – whole morals. Yet, falling asleep is just like dying when you're all alone So what do you say   She says To the boy after school (or he says to her, because he knows Like he knows where she keeps the -scissor- blades so her parents can't No they  can't stop her) What do you say   She says She says  Come over and sleep with me He walks in and sees now Sees where she hides her tools And sees what her tools produce She sits like a mermaid on the bed when he asks When he implores and begs for A
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Shadow
I am a shadow of my former self, the girl who would stand on the pew and break out into a song of passion and beauty. I am not who I wish to be – running or walking the streets of the city, the cities, without anyone knowing who I am or who I was or anything about me other then the reflection they perceive from the streetlights reflecting on the puddles and through the rain to my face that is filled with peace and serenity and maybe a touch, a smidge, of loneliness – but they will be moving too fast to see, to know if I was in fact a reflection of their own selves or a ghost from their past. I am the girl who is not Christian but de
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Cons Are
Cons are freedom in belief and expression. Cons are community; they are having lunch on busy sidewalks in New York City. Cons are friendship, talking to everyone you meet, smiling at the expressionless girl walking down the hallway at 2:30 am and then honesty, when you say that you love her for her. Cons are dancing alone in front of your mirror with a hairbrush in your hand, only doing that in a room full of almost professional dancers, and feeling like you're as good as they are. Cons are watching closely, listening hard, growing more in every way with each tear and desperate hug. Cons are, in and of themselves, hugs – support and love
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This is for the Girl 2
This is for the girl Who's either Christian or depressed Or both – one on top of the other Like a PBJ on whole wheat bread – whole morals This is for the boy Who creates like a mother creates rag dolls Stitching hopes and tears together with longing This is for the girl Who says to the boy after school Who knows where she keeps the scissor blades Because she knows where he keeps The needle and thread. She says, he says that he loves me But I want to live before I die. She says, sleep with me tonight, boy You know me. He says, he begs, he implores for a picture In her black and white photograph room This is for the
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Try Again
This is for the girl that I find each morn' Crying in the English stairwell alone With naught but her bag and a look forlorn Ask, she'll claim she has nothing to bemoan But the white wall betrays her emotion The school's soul, heartlessly painted over The respected wall, bathed in devotion The school of the gods, brick wall enslaver. Long the students wandered, lost and alone The Wall, alas! The Wall, our school's ink soul They were lost without a place of their own So we compromised; got over the knoll. So let it be known far and wide The Wall is back again, we have our pride!
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Would You Notice
You know, it'd probably help sales a lot if it was a decent temperature outside. But instead, it's effing 26.5 degrees – WARM for winter, I suppose – and my sales are kerplunk. Just…down the tubes, gone, vanishéd. So freaking annoying…. Kinda like that time when Mezë thought it'd be a good idea to use a hot air balloon to advertise and it got stuck and hit an electrical pole and blew up. My sales went kerplunk after that, too. Oh, hey, when did you get here?? Hello, may I sell you a car? No…you're here for an interview?? For a job? Ah…haha…hahahahahaha! *gasp* hahahahahaha!! *wheeze* Oh c'mon, wh
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Paper Breathes
Paper breathes, lifting its voice above the hustle and bustle of school Where it's hated and adored by all, neither impartial to the other The chalk is gone, replaced by white boards and markers The transparencies have fled, replaced with projectors and computer screens But the paper stays, sharing itself with the computer's keyboard The pens and pencils cling tightly to it when they are finally reunited again. The sharpies cry out in pain when they are dragged across the brick Their purpose and existence for this, agony filled as it is. They much more kindly welcome the paint and skin they now face Happy to do their calling once mor
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One plus one
1+1 is 2 I know And 2+2 is 4 But I tried to add 1+1 to get us And I kept on getting 1. I'm a geek, a nerd, love, so when I try To use πr^2 to find the area of your heart Forgive me when I fail at the math (or is it the match that's failing?) and I get ∞ Again and again And please remember That I use f(x)=x/2+ 5 to find myself (The 5 is months and the 2 is years) But I'm as confused as you must be right now When you say something as simple and profound as "We're holding hands at 78°!" And you manage to stop my mind In using A(+)= Ao (1+ r/n)^n1 to determine The progression of how far I'd go If you so much as
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Dancer
Hey, dancer Do you ever listen to the music In your head? Or just in your ears? The music and movement of your body So matches the music of your heart Like a harmony.
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This is for the Girl
This is for the girl Who's either Christian or depressed Or both – one over the other Like  PBJ on whole wheat bread – whole morals. Yet, falling asleep is just like dying when you're all alone So what do you say   She says To the boy after school (or he says to her, because he knows Like he knows where she keeps the -scissor- blades so her parents can't No they  can't stop her) What do you say   She says She says  Come over and sleep with me He walks in and sees now Sees where she hides her tools And sees what her tools produce She sits like a mermaid on the bed when he asks When he implores and begs for A
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Shadow
I am a shadow of my former self, the girl who would stand on the pew and break out into a song of passion and beauty. I am not who I wish to be – running or walking the streets of the city, the cities, without anyone knowing who I am or who I was or anything about me other then the reflection they perceive from the streetlights reflecting on the puddles and through the rain to my face that is filled with peace and serenity and maybe a touch, a smidge, of loneliness – but they will be moving too fast to see, to know if I was in fact a reflection of their own selves or a ghost from their past. I am the girl who is not Christian but de
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Cons Are
Cons are freedom in belief and expression. Cons are community; they are having lunch on busy sidewalks in New York City. Cons are friendship, talking to everyone you meet, smiling at the expressionless girl walking down the hallway at 2:30 am and then honesty, when you say that you love her for her. Cons are dancing alone in front of your mirror with a hairbrush in your hand, only doing that in a room full of almost professional dancers, and feeling like you're as good as they are. Cons are watching closely, listening hard, growing more in every way with each tear and desperate hug. Cons are, in and of themselves, hugs – support and love
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This is for the Girl 2
This is for the girl Who's either Christian or depressed Or both – one on top of the other Like a PBJ on whole wheat bread – whole morals This is for the boy Who creates like a mother creates rag dolls Stitching hopes and tears together with longing This is for the girl Who says to the boy after school Who knows where she keeps the scissor blades Because she knows where he keeps The needle and thread. She says, he says that he loves me But I want to live before I die. She says, sleep with me tonight, boy You know me. He says, he begs, he implores for a picture In her black and white photograph room This is for the
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Try Again
This is for the girl that I find each morn' Crying in the English stairwell alone With naught but her bag and a look forlorn Ask, she'll claim she has nothing to bemoan But the white wall betrays her emotion The school's soul, heartlessly painted over The respected wall, bathed in devotion The school of the gods, brick wall enslaver. Long the students wandered, lost and alone The Wall, alas! The Wall, our school's ink soul They were lost without a place of their own So we compromised; got over the knoll. So let it be known far and wide The Wall is back again, we have our pride!
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Would You Notice
You know, it'd probably help sales a lot if it was a decent temperature outside. But instead, it's effing 26.5 degrees – WARM for winter, I suppose – and my sales are kerplunk. Just…down the tubes, gone, vanishéd. So freaking annoying…. Kinda like that time when Mezë thought it'd be a good idea to use a hot air balloon to advertise and it got stuck and hit an electrical pole and blew up. My sales went kerplunk after that, too. Oh, hey, when did you get here?? Hello, may I sell you a car? No…you're here for an interview?? For a job? Ah…haha…hahahahahaha! *gasp* hahahahahaha!! *wheeze* Oh c'mon, wh
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Paper Breathes
Paper breathes, lifting its voice above the hustle and bustle of school Where it's hated and adored by all, neither impartial to the other The chalk is gone, replaced by white boards and markers The transparencies have fled, replaced with projectors and computer screens But the paper stays, sharing itself with the computer's keyboard The pens and pencils cling tightly to it when they are finally reunited again. The sharpies cry out in pain when they are dragged across the brick Their purpose and existence for this, agony filled as it is. They much more kindly welcome the paint and skin they now face Happy to do their calling once mor
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I am entertained by myself
I am entertained by myself. I'm on dA (officially) again, perhaps just for today, though I am *always* logged on and looking and reading, I just stopped commenting. I love your work, all of it. I am so impressed by the people around me, their art. I can go up to each of you and say I love your unique style, your imagination, your colors and designs and creativity and all of your characters and so much more. I love your metaphors, your similes, your punctuation. But I can't say it to you, and I'm sorry. I've been doing slam poetry, and it's wonderful and fun. I'm in college. It's so much better than high school. I miss people. Compliments
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Perhaps. Who knows?
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Why?
Why are you doing this to yourself? I can't help you anymore, as much as I want to. Damn it, get more help, please.
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Thanks for +faving my dragon sculpture! There are many more handmade dragon figurines in my gallery, if you'd like to take a look. :) (Smile)
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Hey, thanks for the fave on [link]
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:icondoctorwhoplz::iconthanksplz:
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Larkie-Star|Student Filmographer
Hey, thanks for the fave on [link]
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Thank you for the watch as well Alex.
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Thank you for the watch :)
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Ello ello, thanks a bunch for the watch :]
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