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This One's for the Emokids by wilted-life, literature

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This One's for the Emokids

You ask me what I see, what your poetry means to me You're feeding me clichés that lack no stretch of imagination to see The clarity of words doesn't show your quickness of mind And don't think it's poetry cos your last 2 words rhymed You want to know what truth i read between your lines? Words of pain, of anguish that pace up and down behind those imprisoned eyes A prison built of words of fanciful romance and self inflicted grief And rampant fear of the truth to your imaginary self belief An age and time of youth so easily self deceived By anguish, pain and love so wittily constructed or so it's perceived It lacks honesty and

God's Grandeur by wilted-life, literature

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God's Grandeur

God's grandeur as such, let not be touched, Lest man's hand taint. For man doth walk far And devoutly off the narrow path. Thusly man doth seek. Already man hast many Glories discovered and sullied. Such are the ashes of gold that shine, Pouring with blood for its vanity. Thirsty men of science Give no concession of Thee And wills Thou defeat For faith of self alone Become'st man a god. A god in man's eyes alone, not more. Thus commit I to God of All.

Maybe today... by wilted-life, literature

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Maybe today...

Hope today the sky is raining Raindrops on the window pane Cos today I'll see another Broken heart singing its pain Hope today the clouds are hanging over me so I'll have shade Cos I need to be alone to Make it through this empty day Hope today will just be over When the sun will end the day Cos night'll come and so will dreams And make this world go away But now that this day has started Maybe it's a happy day The sun is shining through this broken dusty faded window pane

But I need this... by wilted-life, literature

Break the Silence by wilted-life, literature

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Break the Silence

There's a place that I know, It's a stone's throw away, It's a place I go to for some quiet. Though it's peaceful for sure, There are voices that call, Cos the world keeps on dragging me home. Still I drift in silence. [x3] It watches the clock, And it calls to it's slave, And that slave stares on through the mirror. There are forks, there are spades, There are diggers of graves, There're people falling into the River Still I drift in silence. [x3] Cos the voices that call, If they're right, we're not sure, But we know that we have to set sail. We could drown, we could stall, We may never see the shore, But it's worth it if

Childhood by wilted-life, literature

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Childhood

Come, let us go to the fair, Joy and wonders to behold. Games to be played? None we'll spare, But now it stands, rusted, old. Come, let us go to the park, Fun and laughter to be had. Swings! See-saws! We'll play till dark, BUt now they stand, forlorn, sad. Mother and Father have not returned, Does not matter, outside we shall head. Rain brought joy with which our faces shone, But now it semes the rain is gone instead. Such fun we had, a time once upon, Though fun and games are now lost and gone...

Searching by wilted-life, literature

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Searching

Lack. Of Something, Some sort of fulfillment That doth give life Meaning, joy and purpose perhaps? What is it? Scouring mind and with what? Experience I have. DO I? I need more, I have not had enough to know What I search for Is lost. Lost? LOST!? Lost I ask, I do not know. How can I lose what has not yet been found? NO! It cannot be such that it is lost, But then what such a THING be though I do so wait and search? Search. Yes, search and wait And perhaps I might find it... But mine search does seem so long Perhaps you will search with me... I do so wish for company

I Have To Get Away by wilted-life, literature

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I Have To Get Away

Just keep running Don’t look back… I have to get away I can’t take it anymore. I can barely move without them knowing. They’ve been watching me my whole life. I’ve had my freedom taken. They’ve forced me to do things, Things that were against my will. And they may not have even realised it. If I don’t get away I’m gonna freak out. Keep running Don’t slow stop… I have to get away. They imprisoned me. The walls that surround me, Though covered with drapes and carpets, Pillows and covers suffocate me now. A sense of security For the lack of freedom, I need some space for myself

Dear God by wilted-life, literature

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Dear God

Age 5 – John 3 Dear god, I met Jesus yesturday. It was one of the best things ever. I don’t relly know what it was but I knouw I met him. He was relly cool. I think I’m going to be Christian now. I knouw I’m still small but I think I can be a good Christian. Thanks for keeping mommy and daddy safe. I think Snuffles, is getting sick so pleaze make him betta. Also, I can’t find my teddy-bear even thouw mommy said he was being in the wash. Timmy Age 10 – Ecclesiastes 4 Dear God, I’ve been busy with school. My brother and sister always do so much better than me and get better marks. They’re

Moods of the ceiling by wilted-life, literature

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Moods of the ceiling

I lay in my bed. It was getting dark. I stared at the upward and watched the different hues of blue and white spill onto the ceiling. I had been bored the entire day. I didn’t really know how much time had passed since I started playing music off the computer. I guessed it had been at least half an hour. I had listened to at least seven songs. As I watched the ceiling show display its mood swings, I let my mind wander…This always seemed to start thinking when I was bored…Especially while I listened to music… “In your world, nobody’s dying alone,” I heard the singer scream. Incredibly naïve and

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This One's for the Emokids by wilted-life, literature

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This One's for the Emokids

Orchestral Suite no3, 2 Air by wilted-life, literature

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Orchestral Suite no3, 2 Air

We had arrived somewhat late. The ceremony was about to start. I walked silently along the corridor with my family. We entered the hushed room and seated ourselves in the last row of the hard wooden pews. I shut my eyes and listened to the chimes and miniature cymbals which were in harmony with the chanting. I caught the faint scent of incense, a smell both familiar and unsettling. The ritualistic melody flowed on as the words were lost upon me, a wellspring of wisdom gone to waste. It stopped abruptly. I looked up and estimated an attendance of 30 people, who were all facing the front of the room. I followed their gazes and came upon

Moods of the ceiling by wilted-life, literature

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Moods of the ceiling

Dear God by wilted-life, literature

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Dear God

I Have To Get Away by wilted-life, literature

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I Have To Get Away

Searching by wilted-life, literature

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Searching

Childhood by wilted-life, literature

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Childhood

Break the Silence by wilted-life, literature

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Break the Silence

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Here It Comes by Awiera, literature

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Here It Comes

So I was thinking about something someone told me once not that long ago, we were standing together and the sun was shining through the clouds and making beams of light shine down on the city below us. I said it was pretty, he said it was little pieces of heaven shining through to show us hope for when we loose it. At this statement I laughed bitterly and said I don’t believe in heaven. That was a few months ago, and I haven’t seen that boy since then, and I doubt I’ll ever see him again, but I’d like to think we will always be friends, even if he has already forgotten. He also told me everyone was made of a color, and it

Suffocating. by liraya, literature

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Suffocating.

Suffocating "Tell me now, where do we go?" On the verge of tears, my breathing quickens as something hits me. Like something is covering my heart, slowly suffocating it. I'll die of asphyxiation as I fear that I can not breathe. I panic. Panic attack. If what I dream had come true, would I always feel like this? You'd get away with murder though, because you would never know how addicted I am. Addicted to disaster. Addicted to rejection. Addicted to dreaming. Addicted to you. I can't fight it. No more winning. Just thinking and falling. Spiralling down as my breath returns to me and fills my lungs once more. It's bittersweet an

Hanna by ChannelPurple, literature

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Hanna

Hanna is white. chiffon. dressed. On a roof. In New York City. Laying on something wooden. Her life. is white. There is no 'go here'. 'go there'. 'this is your problem'. Her hair is spread out like pumpkin butter. Her skin is radiantly. white. Her eyes are purple. But you can't really tell. The city bustle ignores her because she ignores it They're not enemies They just know who they are. Hanna has trust. No many people do. She has trust in herself. That she needs no one. Hanna. holds a flower. It is white. Hanna prays for a non- photographic life.

Grey Faith by ChannelPurple, literature

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Grey Faith

I wish I had some faith It is a beautiful word I open it up, and in it- I see a road Wet with rain With no markings on it And on each side of the road is color A greyscaled color But the grey is not sorrow The grey is not pain The grey is faith The faith hovers the land It sweeps in the crevices It blows out our breath It does not fear what it is It does not worry what tomorrow will bring The faith is peace and prosperous And no town is near the road And no people live in the town that is not there The faith is alone Without an inhabitant for eternity It flows and watches the land And knows every blades name But no one k

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Current Residence: South Africa
Favourite genre of music: Rock, alternative rock, emo rock, punk rock... ya... Sometimes classical and
Favourite cartoon character: Gir (Invader Zim)
Personal Quote: Ya... Over it, hey

Favourite Movies

Fight Club; The Matrix (first one)

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Brand New; Blue October; Billy Talent; The Used; Nickelback; P.O.D.; Coldplay; Linkin Park

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Tablet, pencil and mash potatoes

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wilted-life

Jan 23, 2008

Well... Final Year of High School

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It's been fun so far... Busy doing work stuff already... Busy with prefect stuff... Busy with the matric dance (or as the americans say "Prom")... Found some old stuff about philosophy and stuff... Really interesting... (maybe I should stop using "..." so much... nah...) Oooh... look! A cookie

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wilted-life

Dec 25, 2007

Well... I'm bored

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Basically... I'm i a foreign country about half way around the world around family I barely know with very litte entertainment except for some cable chinese tv and a laptop that has absolutely nothing on it... Joy, joy, perhaps I need to do something... So... As such an idea has occured to me... I think i'll start writing something *blah blah blah* *scribble scribble scribble*

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wilted-life

Oct 6, 2007

Thinking about life, death, suicide... the usual

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The supposed rocking horse of enigmatic dogma confined within the conditions of society doth cause upon much death and destruction a euphoric anticipation of further extensions of humans in which the conditions so proposed and assumed are then released beyond the bounds of finality and restriction.  It is this euphoria and and anticipaton of release of its finality of obviousness that does so draw upon enacting... Never should be forgotten is the joy found within restriction and conditioning, that furthering and breaking of the existence allows a freedom due to the restriction and conditioning of the individual however so expression may be pu

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Jul 11, 2008

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May 21, 2008

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shanzl

Feb 14, 2008

Hi there

Are you the one Craig asked to find my deviant page?

wilted-life

Mar 4, 2008

Hello... Yes I am... How did you manage to find me?

shanzl

Mar 5, 2008

I just had a look at my visitors. So how are you?

wilted-life

Mar 6, 2008

Hmmm... Well this is slightly unusual... Well... From my journal you can see that I've been really good lately except I did freak out a bit cos of exams... And you?

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liraya

Dec 21, 2007

Thank you so much for the comment and the