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Generally that is the case.
Things are looking up.
I may soon consider myself blessed with a new muse.
Lets see what the future holds.
Merry Christmas, and the highest and best of the season to all.
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The Part I PlaySo lets not dress this up as much as you might pretendThe Part I Play
We have to face it; I see this as a means toward an end I must confess while you undress
I feel you’ll never let yourself be free. It’s not him and you and you and me It’s you and him, and me. Or to say it clear, one more time, it’s just me.
Having one shot at the right time and missing it for good Taking your heart and breaking it like no other ever could You can’t trust what might be lust I wonder will you let yourself be loved. It’s not his loss, my gain or your choice It’
by ~ImprintMechanic
GenesisHe gulped in a breath. His eyes still closed as he lay there, the breeze resounded in his ears, like a whisper that could not be ignored. It brought the scent of apple blossom and the promise of a cooling touch.Genesis
The suns rays falling from the sky above warmed his naked flesh and filled him with a joy. Beneath him soft ground and the gentle blades of grass pressed against his buttocks and back. He felt wholly content and rested. He had been resting and now felt ready to stand.
Nothing seemed different to him but it was important that he be careful and rise slowly. Opening his eyes to the blue sky above him, he sat up
by ~ImprintMechanic
Battle worn wingsHeavily his wings weighed, pulled down and made weary from battle. Pure white feathers, which had been radiant and glorious now bore the black viscous tar like blood of the guilty he had slain. He himself had not bled. Angels, heartless and without veins, never would bleed, but his perfectly constructed body bore not one wound or scar.Battle worn wings
His feet felt the breeze pass beneath them, a cool chill across his bare soles, as the dew began to form on the bodies of the fallen. His flaming sword pointing to the ground a yard or so beneath him, it's light flickering red in the early dawn. A feint choral song began to rise from the distance
by ~ImprintMechanic
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- Current Residence: England
- Interests: Poetry, Philosophy, Understanding, Making no sense.
- Favourite movie: It's a wonderful Life, Empire Records
- Favourite band or musician: Counting Crows
- Favourite genre of music: Mixed
- Favourite poet or writer: Jorge Luis Borges, Lawrence Watt-Evans
- Favourite photographer: Jennypen
- Favourite style of art: Cartoon
- Operating System: Sweet Black Coffee
- MP3 player of choice: PSP
- Shell of choice: Spiral or Turtle
- Favourite game: Magic the Gathering
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Die Fledermaus - from The Tick
- Personal Quote: "Mitchell's the man I'm the idiot, you're the screw up, and we are all losers"
- Tools of the Trade: Words
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