~Alleyana

at the end of every storm

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Anything, Anywhere, Anytime

There is shrapnel in my heart, blown in by the passing gale that exits from your eyes, lips, and hands and I don't know what kind of thing could possibly have been dessicated to create such a wide selection of shapes on the x-ray machine
but anything of your creation is always beautiful.
There is a shovel in your hand, digging me into a grave you've already mapped out for my own use. But God, you make the dark light up and I think that maybe, just maybe, I'll enjoy my stay six feet under
because anytime you no longer need me, it's fine. &n

Another one about the boy that never knew my eyes are green my feet are long and my name is ...

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When I unwind myself from youWhen I give up on loving you, I will breathe in air that does not smell of familiarity; a stale scent of stalled momentum. I will dance in sun that does not singe at flaws to flay them into a piece of perfect. I will no longer lock eyes with you across this eternal span of space that stretches like the seams that hold us together. No longer will I be lost in the mask of your mirage, faced by a facade that feels into my ribs and rips me into a billion beautified shards of all that has become the essence of you.
I must warn you, when I g When I unwind myself from you
by ~Alleyana

behind beyond below bewareSomewhere, you are standing on the edge, looking out over a scape of beauty that does not seem to cease.
Always, I am just behind you, beyond the reach of your eyes. behind beyond below beware
by ~Alleyana

of spaces and lost longingthere is a cavity in my heart; a space within this world where you used to thrive on my tendrils of life, eating me away at the nerves, bones and sinews.
there is a hollow in my mind; a void where you voiced your opinion: yes i was too fat and my teeth were too gapped and my eyes were always the
the colour of the swamp.
there is gap within these words; an error in sytax or grammar
or something of that sort where you once filled the pages with odes on eyes of skies and hearts of stone.
there is a vacancy behind my of spaces and lost longing
by ~Alleyana

sometimes is the new alwayssometimes
i say things a tad bit cliche
and a bit too depressing and far too overly cheerful to be digestible by my own ears.
sometimes
i wish i could do better by you because i know it is the absolute least that you deserve after all of this.
sometimes
i think that you are leaving me and yet you always come back with a smile that fades a bit more with each return, and eyes that lose another sparkle as time wears us both down.
sometimes
i force words into places where they do not b sometimes is the new always
by ~Alleyana

Something for you to peruse while you wilt away.

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Dream Keys
by *Emystick

'tis the seasonanother december's defeated me
one more winter playing host to the ghosts who keep leaving me choking on hope 'til I'm hoping they'll leave me be broke- n glittering
guts stuck strung up 'round my bony tree forced to flee
roots ruined
by
possibility one flickering
light disrupting the
circuitry circling
certainty searching a certain we surely she loves but her I's keep deceiving me the present's the past's disappointments wrapped up so plea 'tis the season
by `YouInventedMe

MermaidI remember we sat on the beach at sunset and counted the kites, spent sails torn from galleons breaking clouds into spindrift, and watched the seagulls carving August out of blue and white. You wore the sky around your neck, where the day's warmth knotted in a chain, and held shells to my ear like a mermaid stolen from the sea breaking the surface of shimmer and tangled fish over salty oyster beds. I remember the color of your hair lashing against your shirt and your pirate smile like a crooked bird warming the d Mermaid
by =Scarlettletters

halfway
by ~prairiedaisy

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Just an update.

Tue Feb 9, 2010, 8:54 AM

I made a drawing. It sucks, but maybe I'll put it up anyways when I get some time. I've been very busy lately, but surprisingly relaxed.

I have to catch up on my deviations! I have like 200. Dear Jesus!

Some shit went down last night. Ain't gonna repeat it.

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Mood: Shocked
Listening to: One Hundred Years - Five for Fighting
Reading: Haunted - Chuck Palahniuk, Dracula - Bram Stoker
Watching: people at my school bawl their eyes out.
Playing: with mixed emotions.
Eating: up the confusion.
Drinking: in the sadness.

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Devious Info

Current Residence: Up North in Canada
Interests: Art, Music, Writing
Favourite movie: 50 First Dates, or Forrest Gump
Favourite genre of music: Everything?
Favourite artist: Jason Baalman, Pat McMicheal
Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allan Poe
Favourite style of art: Portrait
Operating System: Windows & Mac
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Personal Quote: It is not how you begin, nor how you end life that matters. It is what you do in between.
Tools of the Trade: Pencils, Words