been living in California for the summer, doing a little writing of stories, but nothing substantial. Been exploring the crocheting of Amigurumi, with good results.
Not much else to add.


With PicturesMy ears are heavy (blue glass stones) My heart twisted (ancient apple tree)With Pictures
Hiding away (rusting chainmail) When I know not who or what
I want


I wish I existedI am just the sound The old radio plays Static and songs Neither good nor bad Nobody notices when it’s turned offI wish I existed
And I wish so hard that I existed.
I am just the shadow Sitting in the corner No eyes see me As I watch the games Pool, ping-pong, darts, Shouting, laughter But no eyes see me
And I wish so hard that I existed
I am just the girlfriend Obligatory lump
On the boyfriend’s side Do his things Meet his needs
And I wish so hard that I existed But I don’t


The Moon and The EarthIf the moon falls down from heaven; crashes through the earth to Hell, and the sky turns dark in anguish, with its lover's light withheld, and time stops to see the descent; looks down and looses it’s resolve, and the Sun tries until its spent, but cannot mend what has been lost; I will still have all I need; I will have love and strength from you.The Moon and The Earth
If I wake to find all the world against me, hatred thrown at me in all their words; if an army takes me for their enemy,
and I am left dead on the black shores; if I am accused a criminal, and impriso


Down from the MountainI just came down from the mountain to find you. I’ve been cooped up in my mind for a bit too long.Down from the Mountain
I wanted just to come down and see your face; Come down from the mountain and sing you this song. It would clear up my clouded mind to feel your heart. It would soften my calloused hands to touch your skin.
If I came down from the mountain to hear your voice,
I would regain my soul and sing again.
In my mind I can walk along the shore; I can see the seagulls interrupt the sunset; I’d be with you and walk for hours and hours, The ocean the backdrop for our presence.  


Grief: Draft 2If you have ever wished to see my face (And you, a man of centuries old, incase You had forgotten, never had this wish), All you would ever need to do is miss Someone who strikes you close in to your heart, A person from whom you can’t be apart; Then first you will see my uncovered eyes, A sight disturbing that surely you’ll despise; Next slowly comes unfurled my wicked grin, And drain the blood will quickly from your limbs; Upon your knees, your face against the ground, You cry and beg for me to go away, But I am your sorrow; I am your pain, And I cannot let you beGrief: Draft 2
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the rose has guided me to the direction of my destiney
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"She looked into your eyes,
And saw what lay beneath,
Don't try to save yourself,
The circle is complete"
Hold your Colour - Pendulum
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Spirit. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor mans's armor. It cannot be broken, and it cannot be taken away. This I must believe. -Drizzt Do'Urden
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har, har
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"If you are out there shooting, things will happen for you. If you're not out there, you'll only hear about it." Jay Maisel
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