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InvincibleThe hand That pulls us up, When we fall.Invincible
The voice That leads us back, When we stray.
The friend That heals our wounds, When we break.
The force That mends the rift When we lose.
Never forget You are; I am; Invincible.
by ~TenaciousMonkey
Creature in the darkHiding always in the shadows, Is a creature of great mystery. Never seen, never heard Untouched by outside influence.Creature in the dark
This creature is never, ever, What it appears to be. None have cracked the shell, The hard shell around its heart.
What is this creature? Can it be, I hear you ask, A phantom, or a devil? Nay. It is not.
For perhaps it is you, And it may be myself. Thus, its identity remains secret, This creature in the dark.
by ~TenaciousMonkey
ApocalypseThe earth trembles; And I stare in awe As the seas split, And the ground cracks.Apocalypse
Continents are torn apart And buildings fall, broken; I can see people running, Running for their lives.
Screams echo in the burning air; And shrieks pierce the wind. Nothing is left untouched By the pure chaos.
Then suddenly everything is still And the fire appears; A great river of flame, Hot; deadly; ravenous.
It moves quickly, Consuming everything in its path. I scream, but there is no sound As I am swallowed By
by ~TenaciousMonkey
DesertThe picture shimmers, As the heat warps the air, But there is nothing to see; Everything is bare.Desert
The sand swirls softly, Around my naked feet, I have nothing to drink; Nothing to eat.
In every direction, All there seems to be, Is the dry, dry red, Of this sandy sea.
My throat is parched; My legs are worn; My hair is dirty; My clothes are torn.
And now I stop; Unmoving in the sand To stay here forevermore, In this desolate land.
by ~TenaciousMonkey
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Break The BoundariesTaking a trip to the abstract, Let's break the boundaries, Forget the rules, Let's enter the twisted.Break The Boundaries
Jump into the rains, Fly across the rainbow, Let's run to where no-one can question things, Nothing's too confusing, Accept it, Lay back, Relax with the clouds and dream.
Colours errupting all around us, Changes with the mood, However we feel, A starry sky for us, The next minute- burning fires, Sunlight blossoming from flowers, And moonlight serenading the ocean...
This is so beautiful I never want to leave,
by ~AuroraLyla
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- Current Residence: London
- Interests: Drums, reading, writing, playing on my PC
- Favourite movie: Hm.... The Core? You guys seen that one?
- Favourite band or musician: Iron Maiden, Journey, Disturbed, Thunder, Aerosmith, AC/DC, Guns 'N' Roses, etc.
- Favourite genre of music: All types of Rock and some Metal. (And surprsingly Classic as well. What the hell?)
- Favourite poet or writer: *Sigh* AuroraLyla >.>
- MP3 player of choice: Archos GMini XS 202
- Favourite game: Diablo II: Lord of Destruction / Counter-Strike:Source
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Personal Quote: "Oh, shut up." < - - - - That was me. XD
- Email: jonathan@beitlers.com
- MSN: midget_monkey12@hotmail.com
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Oh, shut up.
"Love is the delightful interval between meeting a girl and discovering she looks like a haddock."
"My grandma started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. Now she's ninety-seven and we don't know where the hell she is."
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Me: Whats your favorite pokemon?
Cleverbot: Pikachoo.
Me: You fail.
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I don't mind, whenever it's convenient. ^^
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Oh, shut up.
"Love is the delightful interval between meeting a girl and discovering she looks like a haddock."
"My grandma started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. Now she's ninety-seven and we don't know where the hell she is."
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May no marble bestow
The splendour of woe,
Which the children of Vanity rear;
No fiction of fame
Shall blazon my name,
All I ask, all I wish, is a Tear.
--Lord Byron
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The Queen of Obliviousness.
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Oh, shut up.
"Love is the delightful interval between meeting a girl and discovering she looks like a haddock."
"My grandma started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. Now she's ninety-seven and we don't know where the hell she is."
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If you speak to god, you\'re religious;
If god speaks to you you\'re psychotic.
House MD
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Oh, shut up.
"Love is the delightful interval between meeting a girl and discovering she looks like a haddock."
"My grandma started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. Now she's ninety-seven and we don't know where the hell she is."
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