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About Me Member Emotional Poet voidofdreamsFemale/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 11 Months
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MonsterSurely, I must be sharpening my nails  And painting a sick smile across my lips  With some shade of blood red lipstick  Smoothing out the scales out of my skin  Makes me look almost tantalizing,  Don’t you think?   
I’ll taste the air with a forked tongue  Salivating, shuddering  The salty tang of your sweat, your fear  Flung against my nostrils.   
But when I see your face, I’ll hide my demons  And play instead angelic forgeries for you  Such a naïve game is make believe  Where in the end I’m only here for the feast   
I’ll gorg Monster
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Beating Down the Sun
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I love.I love you like the sun loves the stars.  I love you like the fingers love fingernails.  Like Wednesday loves Friday.  Like sea shells love the sand.  Like orange loves purple.  Like Spring loves Autumn.  Dreams and nightmares.  Butterflies and squirrels.  Eyes and lips.   
I love you like music loves voices.  I love you like sunset loves mid-afternoon.  Like Saturday loves Monday.  Like grass loves toes.  Like milk loves cookies.  Like Christians love Jesus.  Birds and fish.  Hammocks and bodies.  The lover and the beloved.   
I love. I love.
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The One Who WaitsI close my eyes  And breathe daggers  Almost seeing the glinting  Blade, on my dark lids.  Almost hearing the sound  Of flesh, slowly being eased away.  Of breasts. Cut away.  As I survive on  Faith.   
A door knob turns  And my eyes burst open again.  Blinding me  With harsh light bulbs  And spotless linoleum.  
But I am not the nurse's  Destination.  And so I close them again.  Letting myself sink deeper,  Into the waiting room chair.   
I will my heart to keep the beat  And my blood to pump  But my mind is with you now  T The One Who Waits
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Judas

Wed Aug 19, 2009, 8:34 AM
Maybe if I stand in the middle of the road, someone will run me over with a bus.
Maybe if I open a vain, they'll lock me in the cell instead.
Maybe someone will realize how I've betrayed you, and drown me.
I wish they would.

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  • Current Residence: existance
  • Interests: music art dance love
  • Favourite movie: Shakespeare in Love
  • Favourite band or musician: music in general
  • Favourite genre of music: rockalternativepopindiemetaloldiesworldchoralclassicalcountry
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  • Favourite photographer: Steve J. Sherman
  • Favourite style of art: must I choose?
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  • Favourite game: solitaire
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  • Personal Quote: "I'm not as dumb as I think." --Daniel
  • Tools of the Trade: ball point pen, paper, and a mind full of language

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=Scarlettletters Aug 9, 2009, 5:35:45 AM
Warmest thanks for the views and faves.

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~voidofdreams Aug 9, 2009, 6:30:53 AM
No problem. Thank you also for reading and favoriting so much of my work. It is deeply appreciated.

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~"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep. The more I give to thee, the more I have. For both are infinite."~
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=Scarlettletters Aug 4, 2009, 3:38:02 AM
Many thanks for the views and faves - I appreciate the support!

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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=Scarlettletters Jul 31, 2009, 2:07:28 PM
Thanks for the views and faves. I appreciate the support.

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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=Scarlettletters Jul 28, 2009, 1:39:32 PM
Thanks for taking the time to view and fave my work.

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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=Scarlettletters Jul 23, 2009, 5:30:04 AM
A big thank-you for viewing and faving my work!

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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=Scarlettletters Jul 10, 2009, 5:23:26 PM
Thanks very much for taking the time to view and fave my work!

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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=Scarlettletters Jun 28, 2009, 3:56:13 AM
Thanks for faving my work. I appreciate it!

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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=Scarlettletters Jun 19, 2009, 5:35:28 AM
I appreciate you viewing and faving my work. Thanks!

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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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