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Unrhyming Epic Dream of DeathOnce upon a jagged, dull dimension That lay beside the realm of the living, Where a young thing named Death Jr. half-lived With blond-turned-silver hair and ice-blue eyes And a dutiful temperament like ice.Unrhyming Epic Dream of Death
And often near this being was a guy Who spent his days simply walking around, Usually with a grin on his nice face. Head in clouds, that grin was larger than life. He was tall at his late-teens, named Tristan.
About the time Death's son inherited His less able old father's powers and job Before Junior's past disappeared by him. He'd been calmly prep
by *FoggyPebble
So, Am I Psycho - version 1I always wondered if I was a psycho; And lately things have made me start to wonder again What do you think? Am I a psychopath? Listen-So, Am I Psycho - version 1
I rarely lied and don't now, or at least I never mean to, And, though it takes constant effort, I wish the best for you: I'd never hurt you if you'd hurt me because that's not what I do, But I know my reasons are selfish, though I once cared more.
I have a conscience who beats and corrects me, Though my drunk father controlled her more than morals And she's been passing out a lot lately. I've heard psychos are anti-social to the extreme
by *FoggyPebble
Death By Projection-wrote 14yrJune 5, 2006Death By Projection-wrote 14yr
"It's okay that you say that" he said, "You have big feelings." So, to prove I could rise above it, I just stopped talking.
"You're just like me" he would comfort, "You have Depression." He leeched off and scared me when down. I vowed not to feel.
"You were a monster..." he tells Me, "I had to drink." I don't want to be like that so I'll always blame me.
"I'm sorry" he randomly Repeats, fist less slurred. He knows I've friends for their parents; I'll stop using them.
"You're always so distant" h
by *FoggyPebble
Old limerick about real stuffAn odd man named Peter not Piper, Bought a house from a real estate viper. 30 K for a pond; But kept the blinds drawn Because he was scared of the sniper.Old limerick about real stuff
by *FoggyPebble
We Aren't- 2yrs ago +editTrue, we are but our likes and our dislikes, Subject to change by chemicals and time; We're but the end of others' likes, dislikes, And our purgatorious environment. We all can endure, can be good and bad.We Aren't- 2yrs ago +edit
We don't do a thing and we don't have souls; There's no heaven, hell, land of the living. We're all hysterics denying the biggest secret, Wandering a thin, pointless one-way road Lined with stacks of thick, shiny distractions.
What you don't do or say, you're suppressing,
Therefore all you see is the opposite.
If you're fast, you'll wind up where you st
by *FoggyPebble
Ironic Chinese Finger-TrapOne of the very worst things you can do To another person's mind is to, Rather than tell that person face-to-face That you mostly never want to See their face again, that hearing their voice Only frustrates you, You just gradually gravitate away And let one of your friends wonder But never ask why or when you're coming back. Didn't it happen to you when you were younger,? Or is a conscience something that you lack? In a way, it's kinda like lying.Ironic Chinese Finger-Trap
You're using up the space that's in my head, Wasting, stealing my thoughts and my dreams With wondering if
by *FoggyPebble
Far Away- 2Every morning I bury myself in food, Then run from my shadow on my treadmill Who is happiest in dreams of more food And has nightmares of nothing but said treadmill- I cannot change.Far Away- 2
Somewhere along the way the months froze misplaced, The ones where I walked outside among other humans, Melted into something inverted that can't change. I tried to tread less so less time won't go to waste And because my gut's been hurting worse and worse, I still feel empty as the realization returns: Life will not change.
Life rolls past me alongside my treadmill; My fa
by *FoggyPebble
Frozen - haikuI bury in food, Run from me on the treadmill, Months frozen in place.Frozen - haiku
and/or
Bury it in food, Run from it on the treadmill, It frozen in place.
by *FoggyPebble
LoveWe seldom seem to agree on anything, Our words always batting at eachother; You're willing to put such effort into getting What you feel so strongly about to me. I rarely do hide what's on my mind from you Like how much I care about what's on yours. Others demand to know why, when we don't seem To get along like the yin-yang symbol And when there's an almost-quiet and smiles when we're With anyone else, we still insist on Staying this close to eachother. The answer is a secret between the two of us That's hidden like a baby tucked safely in content warmth: Our wordsLove
by *FoggyPebble
Short 'n' Sweet PictureI can no longer picture myself spontaniously whipping out my camera To capture something pretty or to preserve the moment for later But I'd still be willing to if I think for a moment I might catch evidence Of what I more-so know what happened happen to someone else.Short 'n' Sweet Picture
by *FoggyPebble
Tribute to a recurring dream..
Yu-Gi-Oh: Protectshipping
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Christmas With NoiseAs the night falls on Christmas night. When there isn't a moon to shine bright. You hear the dogs howling away. Wondering why they would do such a thing.Christmas With Noise
No stars in the sky. Just a glimpse of clouds you see. Peering from the sky above. Hoping your wishes may come true.
Searching and thinking. As you lay outside in the cold. Hoping for the snow to fall on you. As the dogs making such music, makes you feel all warm inside.
Laughter and happiness. From the houses that have Christmas lights. Sparkling within the lake. Making it lo
by ~Idle-Fizz
Stranded By WindAs I walk through the night. Feeling the wind rush through my hair. Making me feel like superman. So peaceful and calming.Stranded By Wind
Listening to the waves of the lake rushing with the intent sound of nature. Feeling the breeze wiping my soul away.
Makes me think of this poem. Wish I could write outside in the dark. Nothing to see nor hear. But the wind.
As there are no stars to see. The clouds covering, wishing for rain again.
Wondering how stray cats live this way. Cold and misty with no warmth to be in. Feeling unsafe. Bu
by ~Idle-Fizz
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- Current Residence: US, Hell (...seriously though, it's REALLY hot here)
- Interests: Yu-Gi-Oh, reading, writing, drawing, RPGs, StrateGo, suicide
- Favourite movie: Harry PotterS,Donnie Darko,Pleasantville,Pan's Labyrinth,Conspiracy Theory,Signs,Spirited Away
- Favourite band or musician: Linkin Park, Evenscence, Disturbed, Simple Plan, Smash Mouth
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative/Rock/Classical/Soundtracks...mostly anything but Poka
- Favourite artist: My mom & myself
- Favourite poet or writer: My mom & myself
- Favourite style of art: It's all good
- MP3 player of choice: iTunes for the win
- Shell of choice: Hardboiled
- Wallpaper of choice: My protectshipping wallpaper
- Favourite game: StrateGo/Monopoly/The Sims2
- Favourite gaming platform: I'm addicted to iPod solitaire.. and not much else
- Favourite cartoon character: Ryo, Malik, Tristan/Hiroto, Odion, Tohru, Kuwabara
- Personal Quote: "A good conscience will admit to being as stumped as you."
- Tools of the Trade: mechanical/colored pencils, paper, MS Paint
- Email: foggypebble@yahoo.com
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