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I write things whenever I have the time. Usually they're poems, or characters. Sometimes I come up with some nifty short stories. Usually my inspiration is random and my poems usually are not applicable to my daily life. Or my life as a whole, now that I think of it.
Anyways, enough of me babbling. I should probably show some of my work!
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alas, and the daylight grows nearer
to appease my bleeding heart
which i desperately wish would freeze
the daylight, whose very prescence seeks to
thaw my dead heart
but of course, success is inevasible
and i must admit, the warm feeling is pleasant
but oh how i long to be cold-hearted
but i cannot, my daylight is here
my heart, it melts, i cannot remain cold
not with the alluring daylight in my stead and,
as the last vestige of cold departs,
the unexpected occurs:
the sad, frozen face shatters
into a grin
and i am warm again
---~*~---
~----Lietta----~
Lietta. A girl you would never forget after seeing.
Short black hair resting just under her ears and milk white skin...
A pair of pale green eyes surrounded by a thin line of chocolate brown...
Memorable not only physically, but mentally as well.
• Too mischievous for her own good.
• A faint smirk constantly touching her lips.
• A sharp mind.
Utterly unforgettable.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“Life is what you make of it. Live, die… I could care less! As long as you did something… that’s really all that matters.” - Lietta
Sitting on a park bench was a relatively short teenaged girl with short, spiky black hair and an interesting set of eyes. They were rather odd; brown edges but light green in the centre. She was rather pale, but not unnaturally so. A trained eye could tell that she was not vampire, but mortal.
She stared down, looking over her clothes. Relatively tight black pants with new and shiny boots. They had shiny buckles on them, which was one of the reasons she'd bought them. She wore a crimson tank-top and a black hoodie over top. On her right hand, she wore fishnet-like covering as well as two rings; one a silver snake and the other a simple silver ring with a light blue stone. Her jewellery was limited other than her rings; only a silver necklace with a black scarab on it.
Finally, she had thin lines of eyeliner tracing the contours of her eyes, as well as black mascara to accentuate her strange eyes. A touch of navy eyeshadow completed her makeup look.
She blinked, as if returning from a daydream. She looked at her hands with... melancholy? Wistfulness? It was hard to tell. She stood in a quick movement. It was time to go somewhere... else.
---~*~---
alas, and the daylight grows nearer
to appease my bleeding heart
which i desperately wish would freeze
the daylight, whose very prescence seeks to
thaw my dead heart
but of course, success is inevasible
and i must admit, the warm feeling is pleasant
but oh how i long to be cold-hearted
but i cannot, my daylight is here
my heart, it melts, i cannot remain cold
not with the alluring daylight in my stead and,
as the last vestige of cold departs,
the unexpected occurs:
the sad, frozen face shatters
into a grin
and i am warm again
---~*~---
~----Lietta----~
Lietta. A girl you would never forget after seeing.
Short black hair resting just under her ears and milk white skin...
A pair of pale green eyes surrounded by a thin line of chocolate brown...
Memorable not only physically, but mentally as well.
• Too mischievous for her own good.
• A faint smirk constantly touching her lips.
• A sharp mind.
Utterly unforgettable.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
“Life is what you make of it. Live, die… I could care less! As long as you did something… that’s really all that matters.” - Lietta
Sitting on a park bench was a relatively short teenaged girl with short, spiky black hair and an interesting set of eyes. They were rather odd; brown edges but light green in the centre. She was rather pale, but not unnaturally so. A trained eye could tell that she was not vampire, but mortal.
She stared down, looking over her clothes. Relatively tight black pants with new and shiny boots. They had shiny buckles on them, which was one of the reasons she'd bought them. She wore a crimson tank-top and a black hoodie over top. On her right hand, she wore fishnet-like covering as well as two rings; one a silver snake and the other a simple silver ring with a light blue stone. Her jewellery was limited other than her rings; only a silver necklace with a black scarab on it.
Finally, she had thin lines of eyeliner tracing the contours of her eyes, as well as black mascara to accentuate her strange eyes. A touch of navy eyeshadow completed her makeup look.
She blinked, as if returning from a daydream. She looked at her hands with... melancholy? Wistfulness? It was hard to tell. She stood in a quick movement. It was time to go somewhere... else.
---~*~---
That's it... for now.
What do you think?
