

Fear?Innocence, Ignorance, and Fear I was raised as the oldest girl in a loving and protective family. I understood resentment, joy, confusion, and other emotions, but fear had no real meaning. When it finally did intrude on my childhood, it did not rise from the yawning blackness beneath my bed, nor did it creep from the shadows of my room to haunt me while the world slept; instead it descended slowly, making its presence known in daylight while I was among friends.Fear?
I was seven years old at the time, living on a German Air Force Base, a self-possessed and confident child with no worries about the Wicked Witch of the West&


Nightmare RealityThe sky has rained blood and fire for days now. Buildings that once stood proud and tall now hunch, crumbling in flames, weighed down by the soot and sorrow that have fallen. The sky is lightless during the day, even the North Star is no longer a charm that offers peace. The moon is gone, the sun taken forever to the depths of a being's soul, remembered only as the black of night becomes tinged with the scarlet of morning. With the sun, moon, and stars went our heroes of old. The whispered tales say that one will come again who can save what is left, and bring these dark times to an end. Yet this is no more than a dream, taken from the mindsNightmare Reality


SleeplessFire consumes me, the night holds no more than the day Moonlight soothes the soul ravaged by the midday sun Steel bites and even water no longer curesSleepless
cold refreshment no longer serves the needs of the tormented Sleep is a dream, no longer a reality Restlessness overtakes the need for sleep Muscles tense and quiver with the need for release Only sleep can cure this but the punishment is worse for the attempt
Blood washed landscapes harbor the dead Steal, leather, and bodies mingle wit the scent of rot and smoke There is no peace for those that arrive  


Losing ControlWith every passing moment, the anger builds. With each second, the rage builds Until only the fire remains,Losing Control
Burning away the weakness of water.
Smoke rises from the ashes,
Hiding the deadly shell within Peace fled this innocent soul Replaced by the nightmarish torment of a past silenced
Silence echoes with the cries of a lost one, Rebounding and magnifying as time passes without aid To this tumult comes a new sound, A voice of many, gaining strength over the control silence
One hand reaches out, small and insignificant in its youth Its s
Devious Comments
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Why is all the rum gone??
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Some people are like slinkies, not really good for anything, but still bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.
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Confusion now hath made its masterpiece ! ~Macbeth~
-Psy-chan
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-We live in an age when pizza gets to your home before the police.
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-Want to get laid? Crawl up a chicken's ass and wait.
-You can lead a man to Congress, but you can't make him think.
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every word in this signature is a lie
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Confusion now hath made its masterpiece ! ~Macbeth~
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Sweet Water And Light Laughter
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"The greatest pain of immortality tis losing others. Not so much so those buried at the end of their times. But, rather, the many that leave thee whilst still breathing." ~Lord Alexander Don Junasstar
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Memento Mori! ^^
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With the love of a spirit, and the friendship of an angel
I am able to fight on, and thankful for such a gift...
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[~*Acondo*~]
"I think if you're going to kill someone, kill them. Don't stand there talking about it."-Anna Volarious
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It is more cruel to always fear death than to die. (Seneca)
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Me: *hugs* Lonely
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Smiles are like band aids.
They cover the hurt not fix it.
VENTRILOQUISM just an excuse for schizophrenia...
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A severed foot makes the perfect stocking stuffer!
Your comment was very nice, and it's highly appreciated!
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~~Ichijouji "Sapha" Safaia~~...
...Is a Fullmetal Alchemist, Basara and other anime Fan!
...Is a fantasy writer, anime artist, silly photographer/cosplayer and active reader!
....and finally....Is herself, no matter what!
Vive le Québec!!! ^.^
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Smiles are like band aids.
They cover the hurt not fix it.
VENTRILOQUISM just an excuse for schizophrenia...
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Smiles are like band aids.
They cover the hurt not fix it.
VENTRILOQUISM just an excuse for schizophrenia...
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The difference is that when we want to feel, we can. It's just that some of us have to forgo that luxury so that the rest can have it. Some very few of us have to force ourselves not to feel. Like me. Like you.
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