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Piece

Where did it fit? A piece is missing Where is it? I haven't my soul Could it be here? I lost it in a hole It is unclear… A piece is gone There is a round hole Where only squares go And I am lost in a room With myself A rambling madness has claimed The man that once sat here His mind was torn and maimed For this was his greatest fear To lose but a piece Means to lose the whole For what picture makes sense If it has but a hole

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Me Alone

My baby isn't coming to bed Maybe she died in my head No smile to break the dark Just me alone, ripped apart And if she's out there looking for me I don't want her to find me yet I'm in no shape to keep her free I still owe the Devil's debt But if you read this, wait for me For someday soon, we will be Locked forever under stone Doomed together, but not alone

Valhalla by osloas, literature

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Valhalla

There are many ways to reach The place where heroes stand Where golden sun on a beach Is prettier than the silver sand If a place could ever be Where heroes are not damned And your glory is all you see That place will be Valhalla The home of brave and free Where every day ends with valour Where men of great renown Fight forever free of the dollar Where no corrupt man is found

Skyless Night by osloas, literature

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Skyless Night

I wander under a skyless night Without words to accompany my sight Something about this doesn't feel right But I cannot see without the stars' light A hungering creature stalks me now Hulking shoulders, head hung low It rends my mind, killing me. So? This isn't how I wanted to go Death by insanity, fitting and just Let the gears in my mind go and rust The beast is still with me, I trust For I have become no more than dust

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An Echo

If you could see me looking at you Looking at you Looking at you Would you really feel the same? If you could hear me calling to you Calling to you Calling to you Would you ever turn away? If you knew what it is like What it is like What it is like To be an echo in your head Then you know what it is What it is What it is To feel so dead If you knew what it was like to hear To hear To hear Your voice in my ears every day If you knew what it was like to see To see To see Your face in my eyes in every way Do you know what it's like to know To know To know That at any moment you could end Do you know what it's like to

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Angel

An angel with a halo of blood and tears Came to see me and rested my fears She put them away in a box of steel So cold to touch, so painful to feel She did not take it, but left it with me Chained it on so I could never be free I drag it behind me day after day Wondering when it will go away I know that day may never come Never to return where it is from But still I wait and hope in vain For something to release my strain

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Trapped

I hate this feeling of feeling All the tears send me reeling All the laughs feel like stealing And I beg forgiveness, kneeling Only in nothing can I begin healing Only in nothing will I stop feeling This mask does not feel my own It feels carved of blackened stone My heart, I thought it had grown It was a lie, what I thought I'd known I thought my troubles had finally flown But I don't have a hope to call my own It's just all more of the same Drawn to my cursed name You may not understand what I claim But my life is impossible to tame I want to destroy it all in flame But it won't stop being the same

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The Minority of 'Us' by monsuerlaclauddebut, literature

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The Minority of 'Us'

Lilac views through Eyeglass pieces, Where jumbled Hallelujah just makes sense Slowly, Sweetly, And silently caressed. Above arches, Presumably reaching - As high as ones imagination Could stretch, in the instance. The greatest structure in the world. Where fanning like the fingers of God, Corinthian columns laced with Courtyards of lilac views In the cathedral. The human elements Work just the same, And seeing not any difference I weep when I c

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Sunshine; a Golden marriage Ended only by Lunar divorce. Diamond daughters and Mythril sons, Both skip and flicker Across the black-silk cosmic folds. They play as Mother and Mankind sleep And dose when Father lays his head Upon his celestial pillow as Man rises to do his Work. A cycle; Golden-silver circlet, Bejeweled with diamonds And precious mythril shards, That adorns Terra Firma, To match her black-silk gown.

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Dec 18
United States
Deviant for 14 years
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What is there to tell? I'm a screwed up teenager who writes screwed up stories and poems. I can't draw, so I'm stuck with my words to pain you a picture, I hope it'll be enough.

Current Residence: Earth
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Favourite genre of music: Rock, Metal
Operating System: Vista
MP3 player of choice: iPod

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Fight Club

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Jimi Hendrix

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Edgar Allen Poe

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osloas

Sep 24, 2010

I Am Hated

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All titles must be Slipknot songs. Anyways, I wrote a... not really a poem, but a... something. I wrote a something. Problem is, dArt doesn't like 'somethings' so I can't show you guys. No I'm not teasing you, wasn't incredibly AWESOME but I did like it. I'm just fuming about my anger. I'll try and write it and scan it sometime tomorrow, if not, too bad so sad. But FUCK YOU dArt and you're rigid spacing constraints. the extra spaces are there for REASONS you twat! *sigh* ok, I'm done. night night.

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osloas

Aug 9, 2010

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My life is a blank slate. I've learned lessons but haven't obeyed the rules, turning me into the worst kind of student. This ends today. From this day forward I will do what I feel I must do, not worrying about the consequences for once. Just jumping in feet first, I don't want to miss out on another opportunity. So much has fallen through my fingers but never again. I've married my future and tonight is the first night of the rest of my life.

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osloas

Jun 21, 2010

Love Poems

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Just had a thought on love and felt like sharing to all two of you that will read this. If you want to avoid the slightly depressing bs, just skip to the second paragraph, but it won't be a complete though. Anyway, I hate writing love poems. The idea is bad and love is more fleeting than ever today. A love is nothing more than a wink in time, forgotten by nobody but meaning nothing to anybody. So a love poem is nothing more than a monument to something that shouldn't be standing, and probably won't be in a few moments. Some are deserving of our love however, but I still don't believe in writing somebody a love poem. If I ever meet somebody I