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A nightHis ears ring from the shrill siren song of a guitar scream. SomewhereA night
in the room, a stocking wearing bohemian croons the night away to a
bassline as rich as the blood of its player. Drinks stack upon the
table, brown bottles of lager and discarded wineglasses the starter
pistol of a memorable night. Art of an undiscovered rembrandt peppers
the ochre walls and the night becomes theirs. A night of good
conversation and even better company, of bold declarations and even
grander secrets. Eyes meet across tabletops, whole stories are told
through the subtle messages of a glance, the drummin
by ~Kravyn01
SeasonsIn summer they walked through emerald fields, enraptured by the sun and the light of each other’s love. They sang songs to the sun and dined by the moon but the food was merely for taste. Love sustained them.Seasons
Autumn saw the flame calm into comfortable assumption. They dined in each others arms, with only embrace and love to warm them. Their bonfire love turned to fireworks, beautiful, elegant. Sometimes they burned themselves.
Winter is a tempest. Their flame is blown in the wind, battered by raindrops of rumour and malice. Seas swell and they struggle to stay afloat. He clings to her and almost drowns her. She
by ~Kravyn01
HopeHer silk silver dress billows as she leans out over the balcony. The wind croons his impending return as that tired and cumbersome chariot of light meanders so serenely beyond the fortress of the horizon. The days have become long and dull since his departure. The cold autumn frost bites on her skin, the warming defence of his embrace the sole defender against the loneliness assaulting her now. She steels herself, indulging in memories of wildflowers and summer nouns, when they danced so carefree across fields of innocent abandon. Fields of first times, last times, and soon to be’s. Paddocks of declaration, of oaths, of promises. MeadowsHope
by ~Kravyn01
PromisesHe smells the acrid stench of smoke and boredom and longs for her sweet, entrancing perfume. That paradise of scent so tempting, so comforting to his senses that the very rainbow blooms of spring do nothing by fuel the fires of his longing for her. Such fiery and passionate longing it is. His very heart crooning for her embrace in its slow and steady beat. His heart wants to run and leap and dance its way from its prison to the sanctuary of her love. Her love, their love, which washes away the pain lingering so dramatically in his veins. That burn, forced out, welcomingly uncared for in the act of their embrace. Enveloped in his arms she is hPromises
by ~Kravyn01
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- Current Residence: under your bed
- Interests: cruising, bummin, trying to write, trying to be arty
- Favourite movie: fight club, or shawshank redemption
- Favourite band or musician: thats a hard one. i'll get back to you
- Favourite genre of music: theres more than one genre?
- Favourite artist: lydia semjanov, haha or wen-m
- Favourite poet or writer: edgar allen poe has some good stuff, so do i
- Favourite photographer: dave nitsche
- Favourite style of art: vector, altho i cant do it. photography rocks so does photomanip and anime/cartoon comics (aka wen m
- Operating System: Xp
- MP3 player of choice: winamp. fuck media player. altho i wanna get itunes
- Shell of choice: 3ft thick titanium plating
- Wallpaper of choice: i hav wood panelling
- Skin of choice: mmd3 for winamp, cyrix for xp
- Favourite game: mohaa or ffx or ffx-2
- Favourite gaming platform: ps2 or computery
- Favourite cartoon character: homer
- Personal Quote: LIKE A BITCH!
- Tools of the Trade: illegal copy of photoshop 7.0, and cs when mike gets it for me. the bitch
- Email: frozenfire12@hotmail.com
- MSN: frozenfire12@hotmail.com
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And all I loved, I loved alone -
Like an orange.
Although, oranges don't really peel if left in the sun for too long.
They just go all squishy.
Submit the 'TAKE NO PRISONERS' one you sent me. =]
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You should submit those ones I saw the other daaay. =]
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