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House of Creatures
somewhere deep in the white forest lived a woman and her creatures here they have taken refuge from the harsh reality that they dont belong and the painful acceptance that they no longer can live a "normal" life..... everyone has shunned their very existence so inviting and warm is the house that was buildt here the woman vowed that she will "protect" her creatures if they promise not to kill her secretly she hoped that the hospitality she provides would deem her useful however, the life that they used to live will slowly disappear soon the woman will once again obtain happiness with her new found life and her house of creatures
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Tear Stained Dairy
with every stroke of my pen, it became harder to breathe...memories took shape of familiar people, their eyes dull with lust and chesire cat smiles of ill will picutres of harmful events played on forever in the theatre of my heart and each page of my dairy were guilded in tears as the words reminded me of how I have been torn apart they made me feel worthless and ugly they made fun of my increasing weight they drained me of my happiness and crushed my fragile ego, I cant count how many my tortured soul was screaming as i wrote how much i wanted to die. i had often wondered why i endured so much hell, i am glad god healed me when i f
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I Missed the Train to Dreamland
It seemed as if time grew slower with each passing hour, the waiting room where I stood filled rapidly with my thoughts They take form into people I avoid or wish to forget, here they grow and their voices are not of whispers but loud and annoying. My eyelids grew heavy with fatigue...I prayed for the slumber express to pull in The train comes and I get up and leave but thoughts have held me captive, I fight to calm their screeching voice with words of sweet optimism and mental meditation my efforts proved void the train leaves... deaf to my pleas to wait alittle longer, a sigh of surrender as I turn to sit and wait for the next tra
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Was It Just A Dream
Was it just a dream when you climb through my window and took me by the hand "fly away to a place of make believe, where we will find treasures in a clear for both life and life are as vast as the sea" your eyes glowed with adventure and your smile warmed me deep within. Tonight, I will break the chains that bound me to reality may I spread my wings. Quickly we scurried down the streets up the large hill around the corner "alas, we have found it!" your face beamed as you shouted A giant blimp  with flashing lights a live shows, here we danced in cicles til everything was a blur we sang kareoke til we were tired and we talked about
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Pianist in the Snow
Long drawn out melodies, from keys of black and white wander lost He plays so peacefully...amid the artic abyss, his eyes sleepy and his fingers numb from its unforgiving kiss Dark but sacred are the secrets in half and quater notes reach the ears of no one, so the world will never know... His ambitions that are guilded on the treble and bass His music grew to love him.....this unknown glorious inspiration... the pianist in the snow
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Here We Are Again
Here We Are Again here we are again,the same games that we played since we were in high school how much longer til we continue to hurt each other with false promises and empty I love you's? one of us is bound to either erupt into a frustrated rage or unravel into pile of sorrows and all thing that we use to be. Here I am again, numb from all wars that were fought for no damn reason, i pushed you away forever never to know what it would feel like to hug and kiss you goodnight. after i cried many rivers for our destroyed friendship, I remember that you never could fix me in any kind of way. So here I am, living without you both in memo
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chapters
life is a storybook that continues for as long as it is allowed we are the authors, writing until our fingers ache and the precious words are no longer clearly seen by our tired eyes. some stories that are written are simple, beautiful, complicated yet interesting. some are tragic and cause great heartache pain. here, the pages lie exposed for the world to see, never willing to erase what is wished to be forgotten. here, we enter the chapters others and read into their very existence that they have given themselves. without consent, we critique,edit and rewrite portions of work of the  authors we meet,  this can either send them i
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life beginning
one moonless, he lies awake listening to the angry wind with every passing moment, his mind begins to race for he must travel to the land where both dreams and nightmares await His shallow breath, his weeping prayer someone please remind him of heaven. As he travels night and day may he never strayfrom the things that bring him glorious hope and beauty Seasons are born and then die, he must never hide from what life has yet to bring. Treasures are buried deep in secrets he must keep, he shall thrive, his life is just begining
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still she kept fighting
she was never one to complain or give in, regardless of what life had thrown at her she lent a shoulder when one was needed, she was a mother, a wife and a friend, she fought many wars that were waged, even when there was no energy left she still kept fighting. powerful, wise and kind are what described her, faith and determination were her beliefs she would never hurt you for she was filled with love and inspiration. in her time of sickness, she still kept fighting, she fought a long and hard battle, but deep in her heart she knew the angels were awaiting her arrival. so she gave her last, closed her eyes never to wake
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Where Monsters Thrive
Somewhere in the world, there is a place where monsters thrive. they welcome you with glowing eyes and chesire cat smiles of jagged teeth. they lull you with the haunting music of heartbroken guitars and weeping violins your mind begins to slip as they whisper, "do not fear the dark we will never forsake you." how delicious they find you to be. so passionately they will  devour, to walk amongst the living with no soul. Cursed are the creatures who rip out the heart of a bride while whispering: "just give in" may they lay in their graves, cold and broken with out the presence of the grim reaper. behold, the valley of wandering b
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House of Creatures
somewhere deep in the white forest lived a woman and her creatures here they have taken refuge from the harsh reality that they dont belong and the painful acceptance that they no longer can live a "normal" life..... everyone has shunned their very existence so inviting and warm is the house that was buildt here the woman vowed that she will "protect" her creatures if they promise not to kill her secretly she hoped that the hospitality she provides would deem her useful however, the life that they used to live will slowly disappear soon the woman will once again obtain happiness with her new found life and her house of creatures
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Tear Stained Dairy
with every stroke of my pen, it became harder to breathe...memories took shape of familiar people, their eyes dull with lust and chesire cat smiles of ill will picutres of harmful events played on forever in the theatre of my heart and each page of my dairy were guilded in tears as the words reminded me of how I have been torn apart they made me feel worthless and ugly they made fun of my increasing weight they drained me of my happiness and crushed my fragile ego, I cant count how many my tortured soul was screaming as i wrote how much i wanted to die. i had often wondered why i endured so much hell, i am glad god healed me when i f
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I Missed the Train to Dreamland
It seemed as if time grew slower with each passing hour, the waiting room where I stood filled rapidly with my thoughts They take form into people I avoid or wish to forget, here they grow and their voices are not of whispers but loud and annoying. My eyelids grew heavy with fatigue...I prayed for the slumber express to pull in The train comes and I get up and leave but thoughts have held me captive, I fight to calm their screeching voice with words of sweet optimism and mental meditation my efforts proved void the train leaves... deaf to my pleas to wait alittle longer, a sigh of surrender as I turn to sit and wait for the next tra
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Was It Just A Dream
Was it just a dream when you climb through my window and took me by the hand "fly away to a place of make believe, where we will find treasures in a clear for both life and life are as vast as the sea" your eyes glowed with adventure and your smile warmed me deep within. Tonight, I will break the chains that bound me to reality may I spread my wings. Quickly we scurried down the streets up the large hill around the corner "alas, we have found it!" your face beamed as you shouted A giant blimp  with flashing lights a live shows, here we danced in cicles til everything was a blur we sang kareoke til we were tired and we talked about
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Pianist in the Snow
Long drawn out melodies, from keys of black and white wander lost He plays so peacefully...amid the artic abyss, his eyes sleepy and his fingers numb from its unforgiving kiss Dark but sacred are the secrets in half and quater notes reach the ears of no one, so the world will never know... His ambitions that are guilded on the treble and bass His music grew to love him.....this unknown glorious inspiration... the pianist in the snow
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Here We Are Again
Here We Are Again here we are again,the same games that we played since we were in high school how much longer til we continue to hurt each other with false promises and empty I love you's? one of us is bound to either erupt into a frustrated rage or unravel into pile of sorrows and all thing that we use to be. Here I am again, numb from all wars that were fought for no damn reason, i pushed you away forever never to know what it would feel like to hug and kiss you goodnight. after i cried many rivers for our destroyed friendship, I remember that you never could fix me in any kind of way. So here I am, living without you both in memo
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chapters
life is a storybook that continues for as long as it is allowed we are the authors, writing until our fingers ache and the precious words are no longer clearly seen by our tired eyes. some stories that are written are simple, beautiful, complicated yet interesting. some are tragic and cause great heartache pain. here, the pages lie exposed for the world to see, never willing to erase what is wished to be forgotten. here, we enter the chapters others and read into their very existence that they have given themselves. without consent, we critique,edit and rewrite portions of work of the  authors we meet,  this can either send them i
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life beginning
one moonless, he lies awake listening to the angry wind with every passing moment, his mind begins to race for he must travel to the land where both dreams and nightmares await His shallow breath, his weeping prayer someone please remind him of heaven. As he travels night and day may he never strayfrom the things that bring him glorious hope and beauty Seasons are born and then die, he must never hide from what life has yet to bring. Treasures are buried deep in secrets he must keep, he shall thrive, his life is just begining
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still she kept fighting
she was never one to complain or give in, regardless of what life had thrown at her she lent a shoulder when one was needed, she was a mother, a wife and a friend, she fought many wars that were waged, even when there was no energy left she still kept fighting. powerful, wise and kind are what described her, faith and determination were her beliefs she would never hurt you for she was filled with love and inspiration. in her time of sickness, she still kept fighting, she fought a long and hard battle, but deep in her heart she knew the angels were awaiting her arrival. so she gave her last, closed her eyes never to wake
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Where Monsters Thrive
Somewhere in the world, there is a place where monsters thrive. they welcome you with glowing eyes and chesire cat smiles of jagged teeth. they lull you with the haunting music of heartbroken guitars and weeping violins your mind begins to slip as they whisper, "do not fear the dark we will never forsake you." how delicious they find you to be. so passionately they will  devour, to walk amongst the living with no soul. Cursed are the creatures who rip out the heart of a bride while whispering: "just give in" may they lay in their graves, cold and broken with out the presence of the grim reaper. behold, the valley of wandering b
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Winter Garden
In this garden of winter I am everything cold... Still ground, dead trees, the leaves on the branches frozen in time... The forever stopped rivers, the painfully white snow sparkling and cold under the bare feet. Blue skin, blind eyes staring up to the lead sky, the thin layer of frost covering and sealing the lips... In this garden of winter I am the silence, the dead lack of sound. Forgotten laughter, forbidden screams of killed dreams, ever hushed whispers of the last, lost heartbeats... In this garden of death I am the set of marbles. Crystal clear, they once ran as desperate tears, and now lie spilled in vain... In this garden of cold,
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you never changed
IT IS WEIRD! seeing that you have disabled your account. it feels odd. it feels like i have accidentally slipped off the edge of a cliff and it is just that feeling of your heart sinking into yourself falling, thinking, what did i do this time? and, OH BOY, do i have more to say! ha! ha! i miss you and your curly blonde hair, your freckly face, your cute laugh, but do i really? can we roleplay again? you brought that opportunity back but swept it right away. i was so excited, to be honest. i wanted to see our two characters talk once more. that is all i wished back in january, but you gave it up. i told myself so many things. don’t y
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gross, foolish
i felt like i could trust you, ya know? telling you my story of 2013 was a sign of trust in other words: i have bared my stomach to you, like a fool and i regret it completely you never cared for me when i showed signs of depression (i thought that’s what true friends do) all you did was scoff and take it personally “how dare you vent your feelings,” i could almost hear you say and you did say it not the exact words, but you certainly rephrased it in a way that twisted the dagger in my chest to worsen the wound disgusting why did i ever trust you anyway? i was a fool i still am a fool for continuously thinking of you you&#82
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deaf
i want to go deaf i don't want to hear what they say to me, i don't want to hear what i say to them as i type this, they can hear me typing, they can mock me, they can accuse me of complaining i will risk losing the tranquility of music to stop hearing them   "you're mentally retarded"     "go kill yourself"        "no one cares"           "you don't matter" "we can't bully you--we're your family. it doesn't count" then what does count ? does my life count once it's gone ? i hope you learn a lesson when i hang from the ceiling
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Maylar|Professional General Artist
Am I mistaking (and am a bit late, but...), was it your birthday yesterday?

Well, if I'm right: Belated Happy Birthday! :D
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yes my birthday sunday and thank u ^___^
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Hey there, this is Aleyah from starbucks! You just got a new watcher!
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i was wondering when i was going to hear from u
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Yeah, I had lots of things to. Sorry 'bout that^^
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