Devious Journal Entry8 more days! Just 8 more days ^^
Cast DownDestroy the love once had, with a flame of truth, shining light upon the lies cast down. Burn it away, a flame so sweet, a burning righteous flame. The truth has been cast down the spot light upon our once whole friendship, now shattered to pieces, never as pure as it looked, tainted by filth, covered in grime. Cast down the flood light, cast it down upon the truth, wash away the grime and find out who I really am, cast it down and we shall see who ends up standing beside whom.Cast Down
Eyes of hatredYou look through me like glass, unseen, unwanted. You see not what I am but what I hold inside me, you stare through my outer and into my soul. All I see are your eyes, blue as an ocean, staring at me so boldly. I look into those eyes, so calmly filled with hatred, so judging of me, finding me so dirty. I can not look away as you search my every dark corner with those eyes, those eyes so filled to the brim with hatred. How can you sit there, so calmly, so innocently, so brightly, vacant look on face. How can you stare so thoughtlessly at me with those eyes of hatred.Eyes of hatred
Under warA vision of peace, a love for war, a need for love, a want of hatred. Blood lusted violent type under a flag found on peace, a dread for lose, but a persistence to take. Having nothing, and giving nothing, taking everything to fill a void, taking everything to eat it up. Silver tongue in a liars mouth, unwanted child births taken from the mothers womb. Grasping the clouds below their faces, seeing none below them. They preach their hypocritical ways, they want all united under their fists of iron. Taking, taking, taking, they never give back. Wars, wars, wars, they fight for themselves. Indivisible, under war, justice for the rich.Under war
Crimson moonCrystal clouds covering a crimson moon, the light sprays down upon me soaking me in red glow. Rain pounds down upon my face, cleaning away the grime of life, the filth of the living. Scrubbing free my purity, cleansing me of sickness and misfortune. The crimson moon shines down upon me, a gem before my eyes. The blood red rain falls from the clouds of diamond, covering the dirt itself. As I am cleaned and readied for delivery the one that yearns for me comes to my side, unaffected by the rain, pitch black even in the crimson moonlight. He reaches out to me, his hands so slender, so white, he reaches out putting his hand on my shoulder, toweriCrimson moon
Chapter ThreeStepping beyond the door I found myself looking over a banister on to the floor below me. My eyes followed two majestic spiral staircases to the left and right. One went up to a floor I couldn't see, the other went down to the floor below. Before I could get too distracted I heard the clanking again. I saw a door against the right wall and eagerly padded down the immense staircase. At the foot of the stairs I walked to the solid looking door and timidly turned the handle. The left wall of the hallway I had just stepped into had one wall comprised entirely of glass. This huge window overlooked the sun shining on a paradise full ofChapter Three
Chapter FourHe abruptly removed his hand from my face. “It wasn't my intention to prevent you from eating.” I looked down at the table directly in front of me. I had no idea how long that plate had been sitting there full of food. There were two scones and a tea cup full of a muted purple, flowery smelling tea. “Is something the matter, darling? Don't you enjoy peaches?” I thought about this as I examined the food on the plate. “I don't know...” I knew the little orange slices peeking out were peaches, but I didn't know, or couldn't remember if I liked them. The static slowly crescendoed iChapter Four
Chapter FiveWe had entered into the house through some grand looking doors in the staircase room I hadn't noticed before. Lanterns mounted to the walls and a silver crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling all had a small uniform flame lit behind flutes of glass burning dimly. We walked up the sweeping staircase and stopped on the landing in front of the door I must have emerged from this morning. “I must leave you here. You should revive yourself before we attend the dining room. I'll retrieve you in a bit, darling.” With that he took my hand and gently released it in the direction of the open doorway as he bowed slightChapter Five
the sameWe are two of the same in every way .the same
To the way we dress in hoodies in the warmest weather.
To the way we are shy .
To the way we both enjoy to wear collars.
To the way that we care so much for the other.
To the way that we can just stare into eachothers eyes.
To the way that i can say i love you and mean it .
To know that will always be together because we will never find
another that is like us in so many ways that .
The feeling's i get when iam by you i cant never describe.
When i try it is werid
| -=Andrew "§quirrels" Flanagan=- Aspiring writer, artist and graphic designer. |
Yearning
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Live by the pen and pencil and you live free!
It's not our skill that makes us what we are, it's our passion.
Writer At Heart!
What more is there to life?
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Live by the pen and pencil and you live free!
It's not our skill that makes us what we are, it's our passion.
Writer At Heart!
What more is there to life?
How have you been?
What's new.
Your photos are looking cooler.
not that they weren't cool before.
They're just cooler now.
anyway.
xo,
rainyday
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Anyone can state facts they believe to be true,
but it takes a true artist to lie about the world.
there's a story here
~WritersGroup
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"Even psychopaths have emotions, then again, maybe not"
~Richard Ramirez
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randomxaffection (1:19:58 AM): i love you?
Isis Hikari (1:20:06 AM): awe i love you two
randomxaffection (1:20:26 AM): NO
randomxaffection (1:20:31 AM): /run
plus your advice and questions made me realise some flaws for my writing ...i'll make sure i dont make the mistake again
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well to be honest the whole thing went completely arse over tea kettle !!!
and this is all i wanted
baby i can take the heart break
can i please have something for my
love sick stomach ache
-Bowling for soup
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<3
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